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Eyes open wide and begin to breathe.
Together we'll escape this kingdom of make believe.
Look straight ahead, ignore the cross and the crown of thorns.
He might beg us to stay and claim we'll be reborn.
But…

The story is done, nostalgia is gone,
glad tidings to the sceptic and the scarlet sun.
Emerge from the wealth of shit,
germinating into something more,
For the story is done, nostalgia is gone,
I'm no longer bending over for a sacred fuck.
Regret these mistakes but still
believe I can make myself whole again.

Eyes open wide and prepare for war.
One final test and then freedom forever more.
I will fight fight fight until I'm out of this fucking cage.
Try as they might I refuse to be enslaved.

The story is done, nostalgia is gone,
glad tidings to the sceptic and the scarlet sun.
Emerge from the wealth of shit,
germinating into something fucking more.
The story is done, nostalgia is gone,
I'm no longer bending over for a sacred fuck.
Regret these mistakes but still
believe I can find myself.

I reject this as a man of moral integrity,
it's a process I've learned to abhor.
Intolerance approaching infinity.
I will not be your precious little whore.
This dose of pure rationality
it has left me searching for more.

Now watch as I shake off these irons,
and the crown, and the sceptre, and the orb,
and the father, and the son, and the spirit,
and I start to fucking run!

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