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In years of ancient time
Stood a friend of mine
by the ever-burning sigh
Of a God who by

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

We want to are we inside the womb?
Of plays in thy righteousness consumed?
Or just in lush contentment of our

And so the age of man
And left his body in the sand
glasses raised to a God on high
Who smiled upon from the sky

So the stage
Spin the ages
the passion

Spill the upon your son
Who the gun up to your head
The begun

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