| From the eternity of heaven
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| To the darkness of hell
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| From the bang of free control
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| To the war that solves the sticks
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| It ain’t no fate for you
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| It’s a needle in your eyes
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| Let me sing the words to answer
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| The bloody questions often in time
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| Hear me, save me from this…
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| Cure my wound just like you did before
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| Now surrender, forgive me
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| For the alive and dead to see
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| If this jungle was sacred
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| If they did what was right
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| If you have told the truth
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| It wouldn’t have needed to fight
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| If only we have thrown the dice
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| The best would have remained
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| No need to go and say
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| We get angry in darkness and despair
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| There’s no fear
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| To mystify religion, our way out
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| It can’t be done, it’s nothing wrong
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| It can’t be found
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| Another way to make the day
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| To go on the road
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| From the hope to holy matches
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| To the worry of death to hell
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| For those who die in fire
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| And are forever…
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| For those who are worth to die
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| This would remain
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| Don’t need to go and say
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| We get angry in darkness and despair
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| There’s no fear
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| To mystify religion, our way out |