| They’ve arrived
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| They’re here to rule us
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| Here to control us
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| They’re here to feed on us
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| They feed the hungry
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| But steal from the poor
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| They want to be served
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| But also adored
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| They walk among us
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| But slightly above us
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| There’s hardly a difference
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| They demand worship from us
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| Who’s gonna pull our strings?
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| And what do we do with our pride?
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| We’ll offer it up to the Earth Gods
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| They need our affection
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| They crave our attention
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| Let’s give them daily devotion
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| 'Cause we don’t want them angry at us
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| They live in conversations
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| Whispered soft and envious
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| They give us meaning
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| A reason to keep on breathing
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| And all they want is our love
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| They eat fear and joy
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| Love and hate
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| Peace and war
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| They’re never satisfied, they want it all
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| They demand worship from everyone of us
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| Who’s gonna pull our strings?
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| And what do we do with our pride?
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| We’ll offer it up to the Earth Gods
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| No more mystery
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| Or praying to an unseen deity
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| I speak to Earth Gods constantly
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| They promise to keep me safe so I do what they say
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| It’s such a waste
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| Praying to a God that don’t exist
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| When you can meet them face to face
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| And they can decide what should be your fate
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| What an honor, what a privilege
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| They’ve chosen you, take advantage
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| So we can learn from them and maybe one day
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| We can be one of the Earth Gods
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| We can be just like them |