Release the hand on all man my holy father.
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So the world shall know.
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That you are here to strike the hour.
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Did you call?
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I thought I heard you calling.
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In rhythm with my pulse, a frantic pulse.
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A pulse of fear, a pulse that lives inside each.
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Oh yes indeed, these shallow walls.
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Can never hide you, from the deepest part of your soul.
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So now, I'm some sort of criminal,
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The one created in your mind.
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So now I'm labeled a pessimist
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But if the truth hurts, then you're blind.
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Bring me the finest wine we have
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And let's give a toast to all mankind.
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Some may fall, then others rise.
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Each with an answer.
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Bureaucracy at its best, the final answer
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Yeah...now.
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Beset with words, incredulous stares.
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A man of honor I defend.
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Some may fall, then others rise.
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Each with an answer.
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Bureaucracy at its best, the final answer
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So now, I'm some sort of criminal,
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The one created in your mind.
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So now I'm labeled a pessimist
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But if the truth hurts, then you're blind.
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Bring me the finest wine we have
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And let's give a toast to all mankind.
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[Instrumental]
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[Guitar Solo]
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[Keyboard Solo]
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You have the answers,
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I have the questions.
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Please tell me all I need to know.
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I only want the truth.
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You are the one who denies and the one who will take my share.
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You inflict crippling thoughts,
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To be shrew the life that I have.
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So now I'm labeled a pessimist
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But if the truth hurts, then you're blind.
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Bring me the finest wine we have
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And let's give a toast to all mankind.
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A Toast To Mankind
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| Power Of Omens |
