| When you beg and pray
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| Crawling and slithering in mud and clay
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| And you cry blood when you say
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| Why, where did I from thee stray
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| Do not stand alone
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| Come join our ranks
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| Surely no god is there for you
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| The universe is empty all through
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| For this riddle you lack a clue
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| In the fall there is nothing you can do God seems to have left us The world is ours thus
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| So rise up, o ye lost ones
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| As one we will claw the clouds
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| Rise up, the forsaken and dethroned
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| A legion wronged, to claw the clouds
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| When you beg and pray
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| Crawling and slithering in mud and clay
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| And you cry blood when you say
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| Why, where did I from thee stray
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| God seems to have left us The world is ours thus
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| So rise up, o ye lost ones
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| As one we will claw the clouds
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| Rise up, the forsaken and dethroned
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| A legion wronged, to claw the clouds
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| So rise up, o ye lost ones
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| As one we will claw the clouds
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| Rise up, the forsaken and dethroned
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| A legion wronged, to claw the clouds |