| You say you’re stepping forward…
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| But what’s progress,
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| When it yields no reward,
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| Except comfort in death?
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| Life spent on the floor,
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| Letting your heart bleed out.
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| Go be yourself and flourish.
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| Live!
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| Powerful used ink to write, manipulate…
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| Wrong from right, standardize our… Living.
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| Control through fear our minds sight: Heaven’s above!
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| Reason to ignore Mother… cuz Father will come!
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| The skies are empty, and we’re alone.
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| The ground beneath us quakes.
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| Fulfilled prophecies written in our own blood.
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| We’re born from flesh,
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| In flesh we grow.
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| From earth we came,
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| To earth we’ll go.
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| We will create the apocalypse,
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| From misguided faith…
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| And it will lack Jesus!
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| We build our Church upon the ground,
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| That once flourished with life unbound.
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| Erect our thrones in our kingdom,
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| And condemn those who lack the crown.
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| But what is life when it’s unlived?
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| What are answers without questions?
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| We suck the blood from where we live,
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| Cuz God will come before it gives.
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| Before it gives. |
| Give, before it gives.
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| Failing to recognize that the Earth is torn
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| apart and we’re blind from the bright Son.
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| Our industry exploits our home…
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| Taking for granted, the Earth!
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| Taking for granted, the Earth… cuz God will come.
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| You’ll never be saved in vanity,
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| Find salvation in who you are.
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| We must meditate through the pain,
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| And seek heaven upon this Earth.
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| The parasite within my parasite.
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| The Savior will come through you,
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| When you cherish this life. |