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The future's so near

Away from the past

Time to let it happen

The torch in your hand

The desert's so vast

That you must find your place

To hide from the crowds

Find peace without end

A house with no windows

No light breaking in

A house built just for one

Away from the sun

Hear the word, oh! Let it burn

Take me home and hold me as we fall

Keep me safe from harm

So long ago, not far away, upon an altar of dirt

Oh! Hear the voices, let them burn!

There's nothing new under the sun

All that he built, his kingdom of truth

Watch it turn to dust, his masterwork

So long ago, not far away, upon an altar of dirt

Oh! Hear the voices, let them burn!

There's nothing new under the sun

Apophthegmata