| Father; |
| Why hast Thou forsaken me?
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| Here I Weep in gracious woe
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| Under your Promised Heaven
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| In this Season of Darkness
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| Where the Blind leads the Way
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| To a Scorned Idol I must Confess
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| Your Prophets were they Deceivers
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| Preachers of a Forgotten Faith?
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| They all fell Bloodied unto the Earth
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| With their Hands Covering their Eyes from the Masses
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| Can you Remember the Ashes, mingled with dust
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| That once was mentioned with names by a Thousand Tongues?
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| Did they se behind the veils that hid your Dying Masks?
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| Did they se the tears Drying on our Faces
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| That for far to long has Sheltered
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| The Atrocities of the Human mind?
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| This Pathetic Sight of Children
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| Starving on their hopes
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| Clinging to the Naked Body of their Mother
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| Whipped to the Ground…
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| O’Lord what hast thou given us?
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| For our Sights has grown dim…
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| You created this mockery called Human!
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| Too weak to Crawl — Too proud to Fall
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| Beneath all Scarlet Tragedies
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| Lies the Hidden Strength of Man but still,
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| Blinded by the Eyes of Confusion… |