Well, she is waking up
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And she is finding out she has no pulse
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Just like her "God" that she is trying to sell
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But she ain't bought
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Her lion is scared
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Because he is finding out
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She's waking up and he can't stop breaking down
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And fading out as she gets up
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Well, she looks around, Ariel
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You have no pulse
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Much like your religion, but it's fine
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Just fake it
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The wrath of God's grace is but an ocean to a child
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They Drew Their Swords
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| The Chariot |
