| Inching nearer each and every moment
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| Feel the rhythm of our drums
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| Searching, seeking forward thinking
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| A dawning of mind that we create
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| A border breaking for the taking
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| Words that remind us to awake
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| I don’t need a bold commandment
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| I’ve got one of my own, stand alone
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| Let’s watch Babylon fall, our captivity
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| Vices of the kingdom, exile in luxury
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| You’ll hear the darkest voice say bow before
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| Crawl beneath, dance around my altar
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| If you grovel long enough
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| Someday I will let you be as pure
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| I don’t need a bold commandment
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| I’ve got one of my own, stand alone
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| Stand alone, let’s watch Babylon fall, our captivity
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| Vices of the kingdom, exile in luxury |