Shield your children in their time of need,
washing their feet while calling halt to your breed.

Look back now, reflect the past.
Blind conqueror practice,
years of mass fever
still breathing denial.
Weighing the words of lethal leaders,
can you walk by the bell tower,
see black and pace back?

Shield your children in their time of need,
washing their feet while calling halt to your breed.
Pour down all your lack of mercy
by giving them freedom in a cage,
hoist the flags of the past,
stay in lead to face the gauntlet.

Counting hours,
waiting for growing out.
Now free to think
far from false reason.
Turning domes to serving blossom,
divine divide, graceful and right.
Counting hours,
waiting for growing out.
Now free to think
far from false reason.


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