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The testament you pray for, is counteracting everything |
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The surrogate, the savior, the undertaking straight into the ground |
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Your dying eyes will never see your fate in front of you |
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Fall to arise in the unknown, fall to arise no more |
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on no account arrange tradition, of high morale |
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but guarantee your place in self assurance of complete return |
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a plea, arise |
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a hope, arise, |
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a light to clear the look of desperation from these eyes |
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a plea, for closure |
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a hope, to stand, to stand for anything |
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a right, to understand |
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a reason, to never, to never look away |
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is it really much too wide |
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is it that incomprehensible |
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are we so far too the side |
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that well never fine our way at all |