Purge

Our innocence was such a gift

We traded it to feel in charge

A holy curse was set in place

We honour it without regard

A warning sign was sent to us

The audience will laugh at you

The righteous few will float above

We can't amend, the rains have come

Oh my, children

Oh my, children!

Draw near my sons

There's no audience for pleasing here today

Draw near my sons

Though your sentiment will pass me all the blame

Today we erase and restart

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