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In Excelsis Fire 1984
Intoxicated in celebration The illusion of abundance waits In the wings Equalitys a dream to share To pursue fortune mankind slits Each others throats Every man fights alone To rape this world Of riches Lovers make merry in the hay (they whisper) Ignorance must be bliss To be wise must be a folly They are foolish to think Themselves safe Lords and ladies of this Land stand hand in hand Alongside the illusion (their desires for their own haven of peace) A presence looks down in despair He expects nothing less from us As we throw the first stone Hell bent to ignore our destiny Above fire below flood
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