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These eyes, they will gaze and reflect |
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And gauge every thought |
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I rejectNow sway of stance in changing times |
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Just a narrow mind commanding respect |
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We stand on the words of the wise |
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And languish every call to despise |
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We know the hollow side of their lies |
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No reformed edition, never losing vision |
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Now into forever, only getting better |
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Ways of now, spiral down |
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How much more we allow |
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Keeping sight of the vow we made |
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Never changing |
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Holding fast to the hope |
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Never losing ground |
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So when we stand in the line of wrath |
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Never changing |
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True and righteous will know |
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Never losing ground |
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The foundations that we used to uphold |
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Now regarded as the madness of old |
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Every alteration made to the standard of truth |
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Is a nail in the coffin we hold |
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We embody everything they despise' |
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Cause they see us through degenerate eyes |
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So when they cast you down as intolerant filth |
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Stand firm, never bow to the lies |
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No reformed edition, never losing vision |
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Now into forever, only getting better |
|
Ways of now, spiral down |
|
How much more we allow |
|
Keeping sight of the vow we made |
|
Never changing |
|
Holding fast to the hope |
|
Never losing ground |
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So when we stand in the line of wrath |
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Never changing |
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True and righteous will know |
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Never losing ground |
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See the scorn inside my eyes |
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No reformed edition, never losing vision |
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Now into forever, only getting better |
|
Keeping sight of the vow we made |
|
Holding fast to the hope |
|
So when we stand in the line of wrath |
|
Never changing |
|
True and righteous will know |
|
Never losing ground |
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Keeping sight of the vow we made |
|
Never changing |
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Holding fast to the hope |
|
Never losing ground |
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So when we stand in the line of wrath |
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Never changing |
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True and righteous will know |
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Never losing ground |
