Blinded eye, they find a time
The darkest hour, ain’t what he had in mind
When he made us from
The dirt and clay
But when then came his son
Gave us a brighter day!
We reach into the night-ight-ight-ight-ight-ight
I know we’ll reach into the night-ight-ight-ight-ight-ight!
Let me break this down in pieces
Even though we live in no pieces
Coming Soon…
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