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92845
United States
33° 47' 6.9648" N, 118° 1' 38.6076" W

Society is blinded
This world lost its vision
People saying God
Forgot his own religion
Hand over your heart
To a flag that needs revision
It just doesn’t add up
We’re all products of division

We’re head over heels
The worlds gone upside down
Angels fall from the sky
As our heaven is hell bound
Scripture paints your picture
The artist consumed in liquor
With every passage that is passed
We tend to grow sicker

Misconception of power
Don’t pray to your faction
The tears you beg to dry
Depend on your action
Whether it’s the cross or the star
Afterlife or reincarnation
In this moment we’re all the children
Of the problems we’re facing

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