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the weak are strong and the first one's last
There's a table in the wilderness
There's a table in the wilderness

When you close your eyes kneeling by
tell you again

[Vex and Mondo:]
Hot water in the wilderness
Hot water in the wilderness

Let me say it again

[Vex and Mondo:]
and light

Wilderness of mirrors
World of polished steel
Gears and iron chains
Turn the grinding wheel
I run between the shadows
Some are phantoms,
out to face them, one by one.
I went out to face them. One by one.

I said "Goodbye, Mary-anne!"
As you turn to watch me.
"Don't cry, Mary-anne.
Tabloid magazines are made in hell
The falling stars are getting sucked down
We get seduced easy
We get
We get seduced!

Sell us magazines
satellite broadcast
The king of some country
Is shot
--I can't believe it!

By any chance
Can you see me too?
If you are
Watching me
Smile for me
I'm waving
praises rise
Until the whole world hears Lord we are calling out
Lifting up Your name for all to hear the sound
Like voices in the wilderness we're crying
bought it second hand

I will always walk tall
Taller than the clouds
When the rain starts to fall
I come out of the wilderness
To lay by
the trees are amplified
Never ending broadcasts
To which I do not despite

Kid the mausoleum's fallen
And the perfect avenues
Will seem empty without
people are left."

"You'll find that there is life after death - A very painful life."

-By Ferret
to my quarter light and she bent down real slow 
A fearful pressure paralyzed me in my shadows. 

She said, Son 
What are you doing here? 
My fear
I was wrong 
We are not these bodies alone 
In a dream with a mind of its own 
I  I know you long 
To be tethered and tied to the heart
We are all children covered in mud
Bound by the sacred and searching for love
We are all children adrift on the sea
Searching for someone, say come
Now that you set everybody free
What are you going to do about me?
Don`t want to be treated like some poor grateful clown
I`d rather go back
on the Toadstool convene your class.
Babe in the wilderness.
In absentia, please show your hands.
And your feet. Are you touched by a beast?
Wash yourself, live your
Time is money
But space is a long, long time!

Perhaps you are surprised
To see I speak your language?

But I have been monitoring
like that, live like that
Just another voice in the wilderness

Stick with me forever
Cross my heart and hope to die
You should give me everything
the freedom they'd save

On the TV broadcast they said it won't last
All over by Sunday consigned to the past
The clean-up starts Monday despite the bomb
to red yet more life blood is shed.

Park proposals are greeted with mirth by those who rape our Earth
So will you really just stand by and watch the last
All free will is gone 
Automatic knowledge 
Humans lead in leashes 
Silent, untrue 
All are subjects to 
Automated liars 
Broadcast feelings
the lights cut out
I was lost standing in the wilderness downtown

Now our lives are changing fast
Now our lives are changing fast
Hope that something pure can
and part by part
Cause what you see
Is an angry man
Robbed of culture and his land
Left to toil the wilderness
Exploited by imperialists cause we are

Go back to bed on those Tuesday nights
Do you remember who you are
If you're not sure of who you were
I tried to find just who what where when how
the whole world hears Lord we are calling out
Lifting Your name up for all to hear the sound
Like voices in the wilderness we're crying out
As the day
The name of the game, it's not about money
It's not about fame you are what you are
That's the name of the game
Hook your feeling up to a power