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And did those feet in ancient times trod on |
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America's pastures of green? |
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And did that anthropocentric |
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God wane with their thoughts and |
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Beliefs all unseen? |
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I don't think so, he's up there with the others layin' low |
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Vying with those, who you've traded your life too to bless your soul |
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And have they told you how to think |
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Cleansed your mind of sepsis and automony |
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Or have you escaped scrutiny, and regaled yourself with depravity? |
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Now we all see, religion's just synthetic frippery |
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Unnecessary in our expanding global cultural unefficiency |
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Now we all see fear this impasse we have built to our future(Ever so near) |
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Ever so near |
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And oh so austere |
