A thousand tears, a thousand eyes My friends and I, we cry Religion has raped us Forever we rehearse the song That strips our throats to blood We bare our souls in transparency But our velvet tongues will never please their ears But are you holding on? I'm holding on Look at us dying A field of human crucifixes, weathered and fading Heaven hears nothing as the priests are wailing And they're crushing our souls We feel our lives Sifting through our hands But we're holding on Look at my face Look at God in my eyes We stand.
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