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The morning of the universe was gone. |
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And it seemed now was right in the long run. |
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But the stubborn men, they'll never be obedient. |
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So prophets came to say creators will. |
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And to help people to get out of this mill. |
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And your tears will be wiped away that day |
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Happiness will oust all fears from you. |
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[REFRAIN:] |
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Crowd in the dark. |
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Light will shine on you. |
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Universe will see. |
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You will rejoice. |
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At the broken yoke laid |
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On shoulders bended in pain. |
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Micah was one of those prophets then. |
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He not minced matters and he rebuked all men. |
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He predicted loud. No one could miss his words. |
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A saviour to come to bring final peace. |
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He'll end all pain and will cure all disease. |
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And your tears will be wiped away that day. |
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Happiness will oust all fears from you. |
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[REFRAIN:] |
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Crowd in the dark. |
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Light will shine on you. |
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Universe will see. |
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You will rejoice. |
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At the broken yoke laid |
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On shoulders bended in pain. |
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[BRIDGE:] |
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You carry all your fears and you are broken by the devils lust. |
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This a hell you're going through. |
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God will become a child, grow up and carry sings for all mankind. |
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To be the final sacrifice. |
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[REFRAIN:] |
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Crowd in the dark. |
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Light will shine on you. |
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Universe will see. |
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You will rejoice. |
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At the broken yoke laid |
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On shoulders bended in pain. |
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Crowd in the dark. |
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Light will shine on you. |
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Universe will see. |
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You will rejoice. |
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At the broken yoke laid |
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On shoulders bended in pain. |