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a thouSand YearS ago there waS elatIon
equal In the eYeS of god
You had faIth, were YearnIng for SalvatIon
In graInS of Sand a roSe could Bloom

SleepIng wIth the anImalS at nIght-tIme
marrIed Into SlaverY
when You fled, theY held You and defaced You
ravaged You So SavagelY

mountaIn roSe
we're wIth You
no harm Shall Befall You
In theSe tImeS of trIBulatIonS
mountaIn roSe
we're wIth You,
wIll forever heed You
reach out for emancIpatIon

SlIdIng down a Slope of degradatIon

Bondage IS Your currencY
Smothered BY the evIl and medIeval
lIft the veIl and You Shall See

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