To many times we¢¥ve been shackled to our feet
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With words of disdain from the shallow men
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Far too long the truth has been withheld
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The genuine faith is the one that cling to our past
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It¢¥s a time to abolish the standards of the weak
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It¢¥s a time to put question to their rule
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Years of slander now coming to it¢¥s peak
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Now feel the anguish in your faith
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What has been will be again
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And woe to you who force prayers upon me
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Our sinful past will come alive
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As we restore the kings for the future to be
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Screaming, begging for a world to see
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Converted by sins as a slave to his lies
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he still not exists as you see
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and your gifts felt nothing in the heart of man
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It¢¥s a time to enforce the slaves to see the truth
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It¢¥s a time to put hard times into light
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¢¥cause however you entreat to christ you¢¥re
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imperfect to your god
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rep. Ref.
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rep. 1 st. verse
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rep. 2 nd. verse
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Blackened to be
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