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Dance for masters,
of colors, offensive
I've just arrived a flash in the dark
My has been, lit up like a spark

They turn around the fire
They a song to get higher
I've got here to find underbrains
I'll their voodoo that starts the rain

Are any forces?
Are there two
Are there chances?

We've never that before
It's what we've been for
It arrived to save our lives
The Flying Lord, the God of all

Have no idea it thinks
But no fear, we trust it
It is the leader of our sacred
from the sky, it rules so far

Are any forces?
Are two faces?
Are some chances?

They're for something
to believe in

Their convictions, blood effusion, is it a
Their convictions, self-destruction at the right
Their convictions, under the sigh

It's be more, it's gonna be war
It's gonna be, who's the God? the dog?
It's gonna be more, it's be war
It's gonna be, who's the Who's the dog?

God, who's dog?
Who's God, who's
Who's God, dog?
Who's God, dog?