with eyes that have seen
the truth we all dread
we thank our great god,
for shelter and bread.
he sits on his throne,
and watches us die.
with no intervention,
salvation's a lie.
the truth we all dread
we thank our great god,
for shelter and bread.
he sits on his throne,
and watches us die.
with no intervention,
salvation's a lie.
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