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Try and figure out what its about! What is It? |
| Alone at the window I await its arrival I see it coming It is almost here It is the sacred The one they worship A shiny silver thing That they pray to It has no name It has no pulse It has no shape Why do they worship It? They say It has saved them That It gives them light It is their savior This little peice of metal Cold, Hard and Alone It sits on its throne It never will know It has no life of its own It kills the non believers It sends It's worshipers to jail It thinks It is so fragile and frail Yet, this little thing is the strongest emotion in the world |