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Prophet

Lonely...
You are lonely on your way.
Noone
Wants to listen to what you say.

When you're alone with your obsession
Lying in your hermit cave,
Every night you ask one question -
Do they need to be saved?

You cry,
Cry furiously in their ears.
Their lives -
Useless waste of senseless years.

When you're alone with your obsession
Lying in your hermit cave,
Every night you ask one question -
Do they need to be saved?

People
Never know what they need.
Always
All their words are incomplete.

When you're alone with your obsession
Lying in your hermit cave,
Every night you ask one question -
Do they need to be saved?

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