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Oh how you've fallen,
Disgracing your name,
Oh how you've fallen,
So restless yet tame,
Gaze on the wicked,
And whisper your prayer,
For now having fallen,
Your god is not there,
Cry to the heavens,
You're not to return,
Fly to the stars,
And perhaps you shan't burn,
Sit higher than god,
To avoid his cold stare,
As he pacifies your soul,
To leave you quite bare,
Avoid his foul apples,
Avoid his curt wrath,
Deny him as sovereign,
And choose your own path
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