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Gone

Swiftly darkness comes

Gone

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Created

By the whim of a
Polluted mind

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Gone

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Walking deep streets
Hearing the crying

Joining in with the crime

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The cathedral hour

We lie in poisoned bed

Thinking this  new lover
Can **** the last one
From our head !

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****** the streets of war

Seem normal to us

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****** as the **** and *****

****** as we are

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The gentle river

Remains

Polluted
As the truth

Feared and deprecated
And deplored

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Gods of government
Gods of lust and greed
Worshiping power

On **** - ******* knees