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Praised be the Day
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- Praised be the day!
When the lock is turned with our key!
The change that must come will be,
And vision remain
The mist shall concede the day
The fog-of-war leave our minds
Enemies will vanquished be
We’ll regain command
Pain is a muse they say
And anger her poetry
And I am her cavalry
And sometimes her hand
Ignorance is a whore
Sanity her bedfellow
And many times we have fell
From what we should be
What we should be
Is stronger than those before
We must learn to accept
The weakness in man
Temperament rules the way
With troughs full of wasted time
And millions wait there in line
Consumed by the game
Wisdoms become no more
Reasons replaced its thread
And knowledge is sold instead
Of learnt or retained
And all this is borne
By you whose waters have grown
But now on dry land have thrown
The promise away
Confusion’s planted and sown
Calculated and planned
We can’t even raise our hand!
Because we don’t know its there
And silence speaks of defeat
The wind it must carry sound
Clarity must abound
And dust swept away
Fates altered and torn
Truth shall be gained anew
And happiness brought to you
By your own hand
By your own hand
By your own hand
By your own hand
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from
Love In the Form of Death, and Other Guises,
released 01 September 2009
Featuring the beautiful Ms. Lucy Kaldor
Chorals by Des Miller (and The Killing Words)
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