Are you ready for the unveiling?
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We have met the enemy and he is us.
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Breeding divisions within the body of the lamb,
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Distorting scripture, creating instability
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And all oppressive forms of dissonance.
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There is disorder, its quarantine is necessary
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When pale attempts to gather men result in confusion
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For unity cannot be based on doctrine.
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The blinding light is paradoxical,
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Symbolic of two spiritual lineage,
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The ministry of life and resurrection,
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The ministry of death and condemnation.
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The poltergeist moves ancient and established,
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Reviving scenes of medieval inquisition;
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Every desecration emphasized in psychic renaissance,
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Reserving atmosphere for terminating thoughts.
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The priest is talking backwards painting sacrilegious
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Pictures
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In his doctrinal errors, emphasizing isolated
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Scriptures.
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His intolerable anointing is inhuman interrogation
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And its paranormal necromancy fees upon its nation.
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We will prostitute this offering with discipline and
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Honor,
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Evolving man to higher states for the age of Rationalism is over.
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To the uninitiated,
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We will stalk the enemy and cross the line.
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Can you fell the signs? Cross the line.
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Are we still alive? Cross the line.
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To walk the sacred halls of truth
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For whom the blood of angels cry,
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To fill your servants cup with light,
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For in his heart the spirits rise, rise, rise.
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To search and trace the scars of love and infinite
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Betrayal.
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For those who face resistance are protected by the
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Grail,
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Break the silence, Take the fear ...
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Rape the sorrow, Wipe the tears. Rise, rise,
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Drink the blood of the lamb,
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Await the stand.
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Drink the blood of the lamb,
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Await the stand.
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The spirit haunts the armies breathing life in this
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Militia,
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To bring complete reversal of authority and power Into the eyes of God on highest, witnessing the two
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Worlds collide,
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The blood is rising in the temple, naked and alive.
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The stage is set through all dimensions, denominations
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And rituals;
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From evolution to revolution and indestructible
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Force.
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Immune to righteousness based on law and civil
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Disobedience,
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The people find the pale defendant guilty on all
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Charges.
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The battlefield is cold and worn, receiving gifts of
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Tyranny,
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The revolution has arrived to turn his face around
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And see it's covered with the blood of martyrs'
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Innocent sedation,
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With a kiss the child is lying slain upon the ground.
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The lamb will stay awake with me to watch the
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Revolution
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And light the ground we stand upon.
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The powers of the night, drawn between the darkness
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In the field of blind indifference we count
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The corpses silently before the blood has dried.
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His peace is broken into a thousand scars revealed,
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He puts on his bloody robe for the last time.
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His eyes, like mirrors, filled with murder, I saw him
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Falling in the streams,
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Immersed in tears, crying for the others,
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Fighting to receive possession of his will.
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Standing in the fire, He said to me:
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"If you don't reject this power it may destroy you"
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For we have seen the great interval, and we have lived
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To see
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The monster sleeping; But some will say
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The monster was me.
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I will hold his ashes in my hands,
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Dreaming out loud, moving in metaphors, dancing away.
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The Stand
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