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In the daytime and in the night
I hear The Chant coming from all around me
Like a blind man who never had his sight
Wishing he could see the light
Desperate ways, desperate days
Are the times we're living in
Looking out, finding out
Realizing that we're living in the last days of living
Chanting around the world
I can hear the voices begging for mercy
Save us from our sins
Can you hear the voices begging for mercy
Through a window looking out to see
What's waiting for me
Destination I know the way
You can follow me
Desperate ways, desperate days
Are the times we're living in
Looking out, finding out
Realizing that we're living in the last days of living
Chanting around the world
I can hear the voices begging for mercy
Save us from our sins
Can you hear the voices begging for mercy
Desperate ways, desperate days
Are the times we're living in
Looking out, finding out
Realizing that we're living in the last days of living
Chanting around the world
I can hear the voices begging for mercy
Save us from our sins
Can you hear the voices begging for mercy

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The Chant
Crimson Glory



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