lord, i saw all the labor
and all we achieved
chasing after
the wind
lord is meaningless
lord, it's meaningless
all we didn't achieve
we don't worship this lord
we don't punish the kids
we don't break down their alters
or smash up their stones
please lord
leave this sorceress alone
god
your head hurts our lamps
must be too bright
our gifts were not good
they were defects
we painted the walls
and Egypt is bright
we painted the walls
we painted all night
we don't worship this lord
we don't punish the kids
we don't break down their alters
or smash up their stones
please lord
leave this sorceress alone
lord
please
just stop
it;s meaningless
lord
where are my paints?
this wind hurts my head
our gifts were not paints
our gifts were not heads
where is my lamp?
where is my bed?
we don't worship this lord
we don't punish the kids
we don't break down their alters
or smash up their stones
please lord
leave this sorceress alone
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