And how is it possible
For the nation to follow the blind man
On command he bowed his neck
He died when the Lord commands
And let no one speak
He will not be emboldened
When reason falls asleep in us
Demons are waking up
How great is the power of fear
To hold the nation by the face
The nation is helpless
A shapeless mass is
Who is in God he's having fun
I'm shaping him as I want

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