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The Eye of Ra will see no more |
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The sun that lights his kingdom's shores |
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The kingdom that became a grave |
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Is now the liberty of every hebrew slave |
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When neither side will dawn a smile |
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None of the fallen souls rejoin the Nile |
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And all shall perish |
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Across this land |
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Forsaken and condemned |
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As destiny of Man rises like a morning star |
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Nightfall will embrace Goshen from a far |
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And in the hour of bereavement |
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Every mourning witness can gasp; |
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"It's not the end" |
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In our hour of darkness |
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Our prayers are all ignored |
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The winds that blow inside our temples |
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Whisper of our coming fall |
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In our time of need |
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Before we turn to animals |
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The home that Ra's forsaken |
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His absence scarred our souls within |
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As destiny of Man rises like a morning star |
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Nightfall will embrace Goshen from a far |
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And in the hour of bereavement |
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Every mourning witness can gasp; |
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"It's not the end" |
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After we have been diminished for more than we could bear |
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After both of our children were murdered in sickening affairs |
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We're eager to leave this cursed place of death and mourning |
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Sent and cast away with haste, pain within our souls |
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Our triumph if their lost, replacing hoes with knives |
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There is no single soul left in Egypt that can be called |
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"Alive" |
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[Hebrew Text] |
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"And it shall be when thy son asketh thee in time to come, saying, what is this? |
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That thou shalt say unto him..." |
