Fight ītil your fists bleed,baby
Beat the fate-walls en closing you,maybe
God will unlock the cage of
Learning for you
Fight ītil your fists bleed,baby
Kick and scream at the wicked things ,maybe
God will unlock the door
You need to walk through
When will it happen,baby?
It could be near,but then maybe it could be far,
Here we are in the waiting room of the world
We will wait until you call our names out loud,
In the waiting room of the world
We will wait until you call our names out loud,
And the battle will never end well
You canīt marry out heaven to your hell
We Prolific,and you ,the Devourer ,need to see
Some things are sacred,baby
Why have you gone and
Trampled them lately?
I guess itīs just all a part of your way
You should be ashamed
Iīm getting tired of fighting
I guess I should ask
Do I go quiestly down?
Do I kick,Do I scream when Iīm bound?
Are you coming to open the door?
Are you near?Are you near?
Is it far?
Here we are in the waiting room
Of the world,
We will wait until you call our names out loud
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