| Will go, leveling mountains
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| These will break, I’m not afraid
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| My eyes now open, from prophet’s wisdom
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| An army burns in front of me
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| When we see the truth we will be set free
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| What sit we then, projecting peace and war
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| Unclean blood no longer clings
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| What sit we then, projecting peace and war
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| Unclean blood no longer clings to our hands
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| I will be strong, as this battle rages
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| Knowing the end, before it starts
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| Straining to hear, all of the captain’s orders
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| Rousing myself to die again
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| When we see the truth we will be set free
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| Where will you stand
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| The time is now
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| The seen and unseen a constant back and forth
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| But only we decide the worth |