| Tears falling from the sky!
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| And how can we not know the reason why?
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| It took us all two thousand years of work and strife
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| Bringing the day we made God cry
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| They taught us all from birth
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| There’s only one who rules upon this earth
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| We know his name! |
| we even claim we know his face
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| Blue eyes or black…
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| His sorrow’s our disgrace
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| So we lay our roads and slay the trees
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| To possess more than our enemies
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| And our means can justify the end We’ll
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| Trample on a friend so disrespecfully
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| And with all this anger in our hearts
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| We rebel and swear God plays a part
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| So we kill and pray to make amends
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| The story never ends and flags will burn again
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| Tears falling from the sky
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| Under the dust the city ceased to shine
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| And all the children search within their mother’s eyes…
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| «How could it be that we have made God cry?»
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| So we lay our roads and slay the trees
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| To possess more than our enemies
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| And our means can justify the end. |
| We’ll. |
| Trample on a friend so direspectfully
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| And we send our hatred from above
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| In the name of one who taught to love
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| We prochain we’re worthly of this place. |
| The. |
| Chosen human race could
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| Never justify… the day we made God cry |