| In ignorance, shaped to live suppressed
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| Devoured by a sheltering light
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| Obedient and restrained
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| Rejoicing in innocence
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| Indefagitable prayer for heavenly grace
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| In fear for the reckoning day
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| Praising a bastard
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| An unconditional devotion
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| To the unyielding one and his ways
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| Devoured by his protective rays
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| But as it was written
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| A bite so small enlightened all
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| Cognizance took the holy saviour’s place
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| The venom had gently unveiled a glaring creation below
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| Greater than any revelation
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| Unyielding ways and values replaced
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| A gathering living to die, no more
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| Abandoned light — delivering bite
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| A gathering dying to live, reborn
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| II
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| Remoulded their vindictive crusade began
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| Blinded by wisdom they ran
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| Aggressive formations unleashed
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| Wrapped in cotton
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| Thriving, victorious, alive
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| The hour of triumph has come
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| Intolerant, self-proclaimed prophets, singing the words
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| Praise our wisdom now
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| Turn to intolerant choirs, chanting the words
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| Praise our wisdom now
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| It is your way to freedom
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| Praise our wisdom now
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| Turn to beautiful theories consuming the earth
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| Praise our wisdom now
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| It is the only way
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| III
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| Through centuries of time, imbalance in bloom
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| The man-made illusion gave birth to a glorious age
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| For those who defined freedom
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| The enlightened hurling stones in all their haste
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| Devoured by the sheltering truth
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| Obedience replaced by comforting nothingness
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| But with every yearning pleased confusion arose
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| Resistance began to grow
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| Chaos leading to the reincarnation of the balanced paradise
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| Where nothing is more or less true
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| A world beyond common knowledge
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| Greater than any revelation
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| Unyielding ways and values replaced
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| A gathering living to die, no more
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| Comforting light — heavenly grace
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| A gathering dying to live, reborn
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| Praise our ignorance
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| Turn to intolerant choirs, changing the words
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| Praise our ignorance
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| It is your way to freedom
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| Praise our ignorance
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| Turn to the comforting balance that our preaching offers
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| Praise our ignorance
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| It is the only way
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| Praise our ignorance
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| It is your way to freedom |