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Poise to the temple. fortress of the sick

Call in our debts, prophecize conquest

Try it

Quiet

Forget

It's there and there's nothing,

nothing you can do about it

Tired

Force it

Push

Interred opposition, inside covered ground

In its due course

You set it straight

Reaching from new found heights

Built to destroy, won't let us live

Don’t take too long, waste away

To them, we have nothing to give

Hold still, face off, side by side

Come forward, coward

Let us see your face

Try it

Quiet

Forget

It's there and there's nothing you can do about it

Tired

Force it

Push

Interred opposition, inside covered ground

In its due course

You set it straight

Reaching from new found heights

At last you will truly see

We waited for rapture

But it never came

Who do we serve now

Until we end this pain

Try to what end now

To please the lord

Can only pretend

Nothing is spared

The warning sent from the believer

It’s given us time to repent

And time fades away

At last you will truly see