| Now, peel the skin back from the flesh
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| Steal the flesh back from the starving static minds
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| From nature we must stray, to clarity we’ll climb
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| Deadly impulse seems so natural
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| Just look beyond it and we’ll find, we will find
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| A brand new evolution, here begins a brand new line
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| And in the distance there’s a gathering
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| That no longer seems so far away
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| Pushed to our knees so let us pray
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| And all together we’ll bring the real rain
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| Watch all that’s wasted wash away
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| So let it come, our will be done
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| Stature retrieved, regain our form
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| Break free from instinct that’s left us all confined
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| From nature we must stray, to clarity we’ll climb
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| Tradition ingrained, now impermissible
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| Now comes a call for all to find, we will find
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| A brand new evolution, here begins a brand new line
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| And in the distance there’s a gathering
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| That no longer seems so far away
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| Pushed to our knees so let us pray
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| And all together we’ll bring the real rain
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| Watch all that’s wasted wash away
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| So let it come, our will be done
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| I can’t help but fear
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| Look to my species and tremble
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| To think that God is just
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| And in the distance there’s a gathering
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| That no longer seems so far away
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| Pushed to our knees so let us pray
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| And all together we’ll bring the real rain
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| Watch all that’s wasted wash away
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| So let it come, our will be done |