She is the star shining at the center of the earth.
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She is alive, crying for her children to return.
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The bride awaits the promise of the prophets to carry her away.
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Born again, the blood of men,
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The desert rejoice, blossom as the rose.
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She, Israel,
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She, Israel,
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She is the heart of it all, bride of the lamb,
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Start of the fall, her time is at hand.
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She is the end, dying;
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She is brought back from the sword,
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She will arise, destiny,
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Then the temple is restored.
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Her birth is pain.
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To finish her transgression 'til only time remains.
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Born in war, bound for deceit,
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Weep for your children, weep not for me.
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She, Israel,
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She, Israel,
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She is the heart of it all, bride of the lamb,
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Start of the fall, her time is at hand.
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O, Israel; O, Israel.
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The Woman
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