I stand before thee, gods of all prestine
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Come forth to see, all things to be seen
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Now know the presence, and choose thy wrath
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For flock of tyrants, who know not thy path
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Come now in sweeping vengeance
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Come now in needed time
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I demand as I stand before you
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Cleanse this worlds decay
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I demand to know the light of a promised land
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I demand to see this corrosion wiped away
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And the slithering begins
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as the shell of men crawl weeping
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and as the light of dawn is growing
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the realization sets in
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And with the winds that are blowing
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the final truth has come
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That the ways of the shallow empty
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have brought it down
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The winds that are blowing
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shall bring it down
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And while your clinging
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to the ways of your worthless life
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Your words is falling
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you are left with nothing
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and with the winds that are blowing
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the final truth has come
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your ways so shallow and empty
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have brought it down
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your ignorant haze
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has brought it down
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Return these days to the righteous
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heal these wounds of time
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I have waited so long
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for the winds of change to come
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through eyes still clear
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through eyes not dulled by fear
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through eyes behind the soul
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I see what must be...
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I demand to know the light of a promised land
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I demand to see this corruption wiped away
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Summoning Redemption
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| Morbid Angel |
