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Muttering sojourn our territory
Our purpose lost its flavour
Settling issues that wasn't necessary
Failure was the reward of our day job

Our Saviour need our intention
It was all lost in our adventure
Distracted from our mentor
Now made captive to our rebel

Eternity we once seek
But spill without caution and trembling
So deep we have gone in sin
That wealth still decieved us

Our saviour still within
Only if we will take him
He is still willing to take us
Only if we admit our sins
And change our ways
Paradise await us
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