God of Fishing

You stare into the abyss

The demon representing pain and disease

It's always full of temptation

Delicious cake

Cruel and false

A terrible shadow to people

They hope

Sigh, moan, tear in that ear

That's where it grabs power

Despicable means

however

Your determined nerves

Never tremble

Yesterday, yesterday, another yesterday

All your yesterday

In holy white light

Smashing

Hardship and illness

You said

Extinguish it

The candlelight full of mourning

That will eventually be a clumsy actress on the medical stage

The original beings can work together

Let this darkness become light

Hope is here

People's faces

A smile of hope

In the eyes

Tears of joy

May those kind doctors

Bloom like flowers

But never wither

"Fishing God" mourns! Remember!

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