| Some people trust in some religious creed
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| Believing in what the other said
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| Now close your eyes and make your own choice
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| So call my name and I will be here
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| Be my voice and what I say
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| And be the words I can’t pray
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| Be my eyes and what you see
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| To be the light of my way
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| Angels, angels, have a new religion
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| Never knowing it’s side
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| Angels, angels, a new god is rising
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| Like blood that is burning
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| Feel no sorrow if I have you by my side
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| Evil lights sealed in time leave their bloody holes
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| And with ancient rites I begin to know
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| I watch them burn changin' in my soul
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| Their wear my skin (and) become a new god
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| Angels, angels, have a new religion
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| Never knowing it’s side
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| Angels, angels, a new god is rising
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| Like blood that is burning
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| Be my eyes and what you see, to be the light of my way
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| Please be my voice and what I say
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| I scream inside your sorrow
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| I taste their skin
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| My future has no face is their fear
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| You lose screams in my veins
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| But I switch you with life
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| I’m a crow in the night
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| I’m the storm you’ve inside
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| You’ve the world at your feet but you still want to die
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| Feel no sorrow if I have you by my side |