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She moved with shameless wonder
The perfect creature rarely seen
Since some liar brought the thunder
When the land was godless and free

Her eyes look sharp and steady
Into the empty parts of me
But still my heart is heavy
With the hate of some other man's beliefs

Always a well dressed fraud
Who wouldn't spare the rod
Never for me

Screaming the name of a foreigner's God
Screaming the name of a foreigner's God
Screaming the name of a foreigner's God
The purest expression of grief
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