Down from a mountain
Peak of a firm desert island
He knows when! what! and in which world!
We are now!
With straight eyes, He sees
The wheezy sinking sailors, and says
Its sweet from the land
To watch anothers anguish far
Ooh! Man! What would that ever mean?
Ooh! Man! Show me where your heart has been!
Selfish, old, wise Man!
That's not my name, That's not my soul, and
Now! Raise your eyes, and don't be abashed
From the ominous sky
Oh wretched minds of men! Don't you know
That all comes out from your heads?
And how can you be in awe
Of the gods and of the death?
Ooh! Babe! So, don't be afraid!
Ooh! Babe! Let me show you the right way!
Ooh! Babe! Please...

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