| Disciples of the desert kneeling
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| Golgatha’s hills were dreaming
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| The light, the world through sacrifice
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| Baptized through your knives
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| And as I saw my life leave me
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| The cross barren, cold
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| A penance against the world
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| Do not weep for me but
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| For all the things that never changed
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| For all the sorrow, I am absolution
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| I am the light
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| Feathers fall
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| Raise the hammer, set the nail
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| Drive them deep
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| The Hour of Dying will prevail
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| Daughters weep
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| Silver cascades on this night
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| Ad maiorm dei gloriam
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| Ash is grey and dark is light
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| Hunger striks the prophets
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| Woe will greet their doors
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| Lust will be their gospel
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| Sanctify the whores
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| Adonai Elohim Iehova Tetragrammaton
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| The howling of the Marids
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| The cries upon the wind
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| The flames that do not burn
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| The paradox within
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| What is it that we want?
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| What is it that we seek?
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| The given light cuts sore and deep
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| Oh father, maybe all of us have somehow lost their will
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| Forgive us, for our eyes are blinded
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| Feathers fall
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| Raise the hammer, set the nail
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| Drive them deep
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| The Hour of Dying will prevail
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| Daughters weep
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| Silver cascades on this night
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| Ad maiorem dei gloriam
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| Ash is grey and dark is light |