| In the future, there will be no war
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| The loneliness outside
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| And the stones cry out for mercy
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| Will they see the Lord
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| The prophecy cross-eyed
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| As it is written, I am the god of war
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| I reside in every creature
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| Dispose of the future
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| Or put away your sword
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| In the future, there will only be war
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| Profanity outside
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| And after all the devastation
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| Will we see the Lord
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| As it is written
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| I’m the producer, I’m the god of war
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| I reside in every creature
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| Dispose of the future
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| Or put away your sword
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| Love, peace, forgiveness and consequence and trust
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| And patience, affection, determining how
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| Love, I hold you in as compensate, contemplate
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| Rhapsody and energy and hope, the things to look for
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| Love, peace, forgiveness and consequence and trust
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| And patience, affection, determining how
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| Love, I hold you in as compensate, contemplate, rhapsody
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| And energy and hope, the things to look for
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| Love, I hold you in as fantasy, blasphemy, fallacy and probably as fate
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| The things we do for love |