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Sung into the beat, made by guitar?
A rush of tears came in my eyes
From my mouth toward
This day it's haunting me
But I never lay down the load from me
But I never lay down the load

What's that movement
It's one of the capital errors
We call it one and only truth
From the very art of the wars, far from grace
Letting it go and away, in his own feelings
Letting go and away

Glorious splendour and power

When people talk, he's exited
He his soft in his head
Glorious, splendour and power
His priest craft as a web

Speaker of god, his body of power
It's more than you can bear
Bring him to arms to achieve, his terrible warning
They will have to survive, that priest craft is wrong
They will need to survive

Glorious splendour and power
and power and power

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