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Call him a priest,
Loosing face with thieves.
Building up sticks of dry wood
To cast a flame, he reads believes he should.
Any day Justice will serve you.
Go ahead and take stock of your Kin.
Close your hands and pray for a time of change.
But know my faith is, Protect your Own;
Don't hold your breath and wait for your day to come.
Built on and underneath,
This great house is a stack of receipts.
If read them, debt owed be certain.
But its turning, and loud below the streets,
By the hand that feeds you.
Any day Justice will serve you.
Go ahead and take stock of your Kin.
Close your hands and pray for a time of change.
But know my faith is, Protect your Own;
Don't hold your breath, waiting for your day to come.
Don't hold your breath and wait.
And it's coming down.
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