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Now, peel the skin back from the flesh |
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Steal the flesh back from the starving static minds |
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From nature we must stray, to clarity we'll climb |
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Deadly impulse seems so natural |
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Just look beyond it and we'll find, we will find |
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A brand new evolution, here begins a brand new line |
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And in the distance there's a gathering |
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That no longer seems so far away |
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Pushed to our knees so let us pray |
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And all together we'll bring the real rain |
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Watch all that's wasted wash away |
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So let it come, our will be done |
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Stature retrieved, regain our form |
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Break free from instinct that's left us all confined |
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From nature we must stray, to clarity we'll climb |
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Tradition ingrained, now impermissible |
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Now comes a call for all to find, we will find |
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A brand new evolution, here begins a brand new line |
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And in the distance there's a gathering |
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That no longer seems so far away |
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Pushed to our knees so let us pray |
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And all together we'll bring the real rain |
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Watch all that's wasted wash away |
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So let it come, our will be done |
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I can't help but fear |
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Look to my species and tremble |
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To think that God is just |
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And in the distance there's a gathering |
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That no longer seems so far away |
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Pushed to our knees so let us pray |
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And all together we'll bring the real rain |
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Watch all that's wasted wash away |
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So let it come, our will be done |