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About how impure our world is. |
| Modern world, take us into your arms Expose us to your dangers, threats and pleasures I do not dream of perfection, but resolution The hope than an era will dawn in which we may face the realism of our state. In hope that the foul hole we have so willingly dug our world into may be filled and that we who have suffered be blessed with a new daylight. Fullfill the dreams of many, change the lives of all, and carry us into your wake, for we shall gladly come to a world that is real. |