The night is growing shorter
And holy wolves getting older
Out in the dark someone whispers:
"Peace will come someday"
A change is bound to come
For all the things we never knew
Climb up the new day
Flutter imagination
And tape reality
One day our fears will melt away
in their place comes acceptance
Shame on you
For all our sins
And all you stand for
We’ll cast aside our fexes
All those psycho little dolls
We’ll wade them away
Like branches in a river

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