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Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemer's praise
The glories of my God and King
The triumphs of His grace

My gracious Master
Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemer's praise
The glories of my God and King
The triumphs of His grace

My gracious Master
And yield by our fall
Stigmata children
Malady spawn
Downward resolution
The coming of dawn
Sacrilege Sanctity
Pestilent seat
Dominion emerging
A world
So vain our attempts, the useless tugging
This meaningless gnawing at restraints by which we're bound
Hail the tyrant saint, the great bereaver
our planet Earth was the only place to live 
But we destroyed it all by taking all she had to give - (wasted Earth) 
And as we ride through the black
and for a sweet saint must lie
Farewell, my family and my friends, likewise my barley too
I'd never have crossed the salt sea wide if I'd have been ruled by
of redemption.

Prophesized by generations past, a redeemer for captive Israel.
Our Messiah has been sent at last, to take the throne and shut the gates
Throughout the generations flags of peace and treaties sworn
A decade passes by it's just the calm before the storm
An age-old situation that it
corrupt politician, every hero and coward,
Every creator and destroyer of civilization,
Every saint and sinner in the history of our species,
the steps
You wrote the rhymes
So passe, too many times
But you're hollow at the core

Two generations passed you by
(Two generations passed you by)
You think
upon their ears
I'm feeling surrounded
I'm feeling the slap of a thousand shit-brains
Behold my dark intensions rising from below

There's a land without delight
Were saints immortal were slain
Infinite day expelled by night
And pleasures unite in pain
In this land without
the hands of inverted saints 
Follow my heart through the threaded pain 
Callow man is a sentinel screaming 
I see the future; the future is bleeding
to the barrel and blasted out our bone marrow
We went to Gretal and the Hansel, tricked by this wicked jackel
Children of my grand old daddy, have me
In mind
The day they split the atom was a great advance
Our future was destroyed before we had a chance

Ruined the rest of your life
boys and girls 
Act like a generation 
Give me that ball and chain 
By now it must be hurting 
Dragging your feet again 
Just like a beast of burden
The Cathedral in Cologne looks like a spaceship
Like the hand of God falling from the sky
A thousand stone-carved saints hang like icicles
to our ears
Carried by His Saints, two thousand years
Connects us all to the same lifeline

As I fix my eyes ahead
I can feel the Spirit?s breath

And I
I must've dreamed a thousand dreams
Been haunted by a million screams
But i can hear the marching feet
They're moving into the street.

Now did
George Washington, Thomas Jefferson
Samuel Adams, First Chief Justice John Jay
Names synonymous with the spirit of our country
Founding fathers
So we formed the Saint Patrick Battalion
And we fought on the Mexican side

We marched 'neath the green flag of Saint Patrick
Emblazoned with
the future of our generation

Fearless we stand, brave we defend
For a thousand years gone by
Now say our final goodbyes


Fighting on foreign soil we carry out our duty no matter what we see or hear.
Question our right to be here reassured by empowered men
that we were acting
The only generation to suffer extortion

Everywhere you look, it's like they know
Their fingerprints are hidden by control
This is where the line is
to the rosary you count falling asleep
And we're praying 

These are the symptoms 
Of letting go of all our hope
Since we can't compete with martyred saints