| I call on the maker
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| Our creator
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| Stand here before you
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| In the beautiful tragedy
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| You gave us our spirit
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| Why did you poison
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| The purity of what
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| Could have been
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| Without hate
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| Without wars
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| Where the innocent don’t fall
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| But instead you gave us choice
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| Our freedom our curse
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| I’m lost in my shadow of doubt
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| I’m lost in my own fantasy
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| But we’ll rise and we’ll find our path
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| The great mystery we call life
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| I pace around for hours
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| Haunted by my thoughts
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| Do I like the person
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| I see inside of me
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| Am I strong
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| What’s my flaw
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| Do I matter here at all
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| Where can I find the strength
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| To bring good to face my fate
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| I’m lost in my shadow of doubt
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| I’m lost in my own fantasy
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| But we’ll rise and we’ll find our path
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| The great mystery we call life
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| We try to find answers
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| We built our machines
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| We think we’re getting stronger
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| Yet our souls are growing weak
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| I feel so much anger
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| I want to have control
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| I want to trust tomorrow
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| Not fear the unknown
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| Life is a mystery
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| Beautiful fantasy
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| But I’m lost in my shadow of doubt
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| Lost in my own fantasy
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| But I’ll find my way
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| I am not afraid
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| Of the great mystery
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| We call life |