Your song pierced my soul
Beware there is wrath in the bowl
Do I pour it out or drink it instead?
What if I poured it on your head?

I hear the cries for pestilence
All those sitting on the fence
Where has your faith gone?
When a light has been shone

In the darkness you cannot see
What is unseen will always be
Remember mercy as it goes around
In your silence you made a sound

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