| Give us this day!
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| Our daily dead!
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| Curse the sun for this sight
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| Lay strewn upon the ground, can we not offer humility?
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| Breath hungry, life lost, faith starved
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| Can we not offer humility?
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| Digger dig deep, feel for sights and sounds
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| Press your ear against the earth, upon the ground
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| Runner, ride out, against the turning tide
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| The sun beats down upon the land set aside
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| Foreboding fates will not cease
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| Laying my death before me
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| Arrows split against my hide
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| I am everyone, everyone in these eyes
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| I will witness the fall of efrafa
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| I will witness, witness the fall
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| Give us this day!
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| Our daily dead!
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| Can we not offer humility? |