| When the light is gone
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| When you feel that you’re done are you crying?
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| Do you kill your consciousness
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| Kill yourself to keep going?
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| I spent too many years in denying myself and listening
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| To frustration, anguish and hatred that I was creating
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| Again for the pain, struggle and ivory
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| We must fight the fool and the blind man we carry within us
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| And foresee, forgive and forget that this life will defeat us
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| We must hold a candle to enlighten the forest
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| And to find our way out
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| We must let the noble trees go up in flames
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| Deadly hunger is our master
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| Our souls enslaved
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| We consider that we’re clever
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| But we spiritually failed
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| There’s no answer, only preachers
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| And guilt for faith
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| We are warriors, we are hunters
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| And murderers in His name
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| Prayers to our Lord are always answered
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| Deadly hunger is our savior
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| Our souls revealed
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| We consider that we’re clever
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| But we’re spiritually ill
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| There’s no answer, only preachers
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| And lust for faith
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| We are warriors, we are hunters
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| And murderers in His name
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| Prayers to our Lord are always answered |