The Prophet

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Come awake my sordid soul
Like iron turned to gold
Chisel of the carver
Draw out the angel

Come awake my nation for
With a little self-control now
With vision
We can break our indecision

Our cage is strong, our iron bonds
They make us feel secure
We close the doors to a dragon's hoard
What makes us so assured

And you say that all is fair in war
But only for those who waste the most
Time and life and gold
For a finite cause

Right now, you waste my time
You waste my life and all that's mine
For a fool who caused all this dismay

Rage is building up
In waves it overcomes
Sword out, drawn out
By young, misguided sons

When fear is gone our eyes are gone
We're blinded for our cause
When caution calls, compassion falls
We put our blinkers on

Fear my heir but no-one greater
Feel the weight of all my favour
Gone, as blood breaks down the stone

Fear my heir but no-one greater
Feel the weight of all my favour
Gone, when all I've earned is gone
With nothing left

And we stand where no one's been before
But still we're holding onto the things
That make us self-absorbed
When we could change the world

Took this land, took these hands
In blood and sand, we made our clans
Claim its love that divides us
Claims its peace that incites us

Water forms a castle wall now
Within it lies its lords
Who dream of gold forever more while
The world is limping on

In a place where no one's been before
But still we're holding onto the things
That make us self-absorbed
When we could change

The cycle slides another time in war
But of the same, old kind
It's by these things we won't let go
While seated on this throne

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