The claim of the priests,
And the holiest clerics,
Is that God is a master to serve without question or real consequence,
So they forge their weapons,
And they hammer their ploughshares into swords,
Waiting for the final goodbye,
Waiting for the final goodbye.
The claim of the wicked,
Hiding high in concealment,
Is that god is a master to serve with munitions in crusades and warfare,
So they forge their weapons,
And they hammer their ploughshares into swords,
waiting for the final goodbye,
Waiting for the final goodbye.
The claim of the realist,
Is that fortune is told,
With a bitter end in mind in an ending so carefully structured and planned,
So they forge their weapons,
And they hammer their ploughshares into swords,
Waiting for the final goodbye,
Waiting for the final goodbye.
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