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I stand here, on the top of this mountain.
I stand here, to proclaim your essence.
For those who are at the bottom of the mountain continue to be blinded.
They continue to be desolate of character and impervious in their greed.
I stand here, on the top of this mountain.
I stand here, to plead for my fellow man.
For we do not understand and continue to err.
Man cannot see what lies around the bend.
Man doesn't understand your language,
Lest man would’ve been by my side.
I looked down and no one followed.
I looked down and everyone is asunder.
They're inebriated with the grapes of their vineyards.
They are complaisant with the fruits of their labor
Who shall stand when the sky opens?
And who shall stand the heat of your anger?
For we are of sin and thus are blinded.
Blinded to the sight of the new morning.
We were once foretold! We were privileged with sight!
But we’ve forgotten the way of the road.
And now are lost in the storm of the night.
Forgive us father, for we are still ignorant.
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