| I can see you’re scared
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| And I can see your hands shaking like leaves
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| I can see you’re scared
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| And I can see your hands shaking like leaves
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| «Blessed are the peacemakers, the children of God»
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| And we all witness the massacres in its name
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| The genocides it creates
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| And we all witness and we all partake
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| I can see you’re scared
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| And I can see your hands shaking like leaves
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| I can see you’re scared
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| I can see you coward
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| Just like a man scared of dark
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| Engaging war in the name of the most high
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| Just like a lamb misguided towards the holy light
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| Keep apprehending the end and the end will surely come
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| A self-fulfilled prophecy
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| The story of a celebration of ignorance
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| And old traditions helped us deny the obvious
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| This madness is ruining us all
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| In its name, in our name
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| A celebration of ignorance
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| A reenactment of a scene we’ve celebrated
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| And now, we don’t care, never did, the black tide will soon hit the coast
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| You think this story started hard, wait this story’s ending bad
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| A nation, a prophet, a new enemy
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| He claims God hears the words from his lips
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| And will show us the way to Salvation
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| You drink his words
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| Blood of Christ
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| Commandments
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| Now condemned to live this self-fulfilled prophecy
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| Just like a man scared of dark
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| Engaging war in the name of the most high
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| Just like a lamb misguided towards the holy light
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| Keep apprehending the end and the end will surely come
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| A self-fulfilled prophecy |