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In long years of ancient
Stood a friend of mine
Reflected by the sigh
Of a God who by

And in the dawn, came the song
Of some sweet singing in his ear
God has gone and from now on
You'll have to learn to hate the things you

We to know are we inside the womb?
Of passion plays in thy righteousness
Or just in contentment of our souls?

And so the age of man
And they left his body in the
Their raised to a God on high
Who upon them from the sky

So take the
Spin down the
the passion

Spill the rage your son
Who holds the gun up to your
The play's

And God, the director, a rat
another rabbit from His hat
Sniffs the air and He says ``Well, that, I'm going''