| Write the rules for the games we play
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| Carved in stone for a future time
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| Broken pieces thrown away
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| Broken pieces that are mine
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| Hope in words so nearly true
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| Peaceful times are long unseen
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| Promises I give to you
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| Only I know what they mean
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| Charter for a freedom lost
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| Made by man who knows not why
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| Leaving youth to count the cost
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| They only suffer times gone by
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| It would never be the same
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| If ruler lived beyond his past
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| He would have to live his game
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| And speed of truth is never fast
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| Should there ever be a charter
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| With words to change the course of man
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| To give us peace and hope and understanding
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| And take us back to where it all began
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| The sword is still the only answer
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| The loudest sound that can be heard
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| The scream of silence as the fear grows stronger
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| Hear the people
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| Cry to no-one
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| No-one hears their words
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| And so
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| Time moves on
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| A war
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| Waged in words
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| With Kings and Church and common man
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| But no winner
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| Or beginner
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| Can understand the battle plan
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| But the battle never lasts long
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| Even though it is an old song
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| And the singer never sings the same old verse
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| Turn the melody to war chant
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| Change the flowers into warplants
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| Kill them all
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| Just to swell the purse
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| Pray to the Father
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| Peace ever after
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| Only love
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| Up above
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| Glory to the war
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| So for peace we wage a war
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| As in war we fight for peace
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| Death to all, be rich or poor
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| Comes in such a bloody feast
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| Will they meet in a future time?
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| Will it happen yet again?
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| Only God knows the truth they say
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| Only He is ahead of our time
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| Where is the charter made for love?
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| Where is the charter for killing war?
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| Sadly hidden in the warrior’s glove
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| Making light for ever more
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| Magna Charter shows a path
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| Over which no truth can stray
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| Floating as a neutral craft along its way
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| Should there ever be a charter
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| With words to change the course of man
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| To give us peace and hope and understanding
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| And take us back to where it all began
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| The sword is still the only answer
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| The loudest sound that can be heard
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| The screams of silence as the fear grows stronger
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| Hear the people
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| Cry to no-one
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| No-one hears their words |