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The Pious Above Us - text

…So look down on me
I am the night swallowing the light


I am the bricks, the mortar, and the foundation
I hold myself up
I am the gods, the demons, and the creator
I decide my fate


Elevated above the rest of us
Through eyes self righteous


…So I’ll pray for you
As you deliver another weak mind


I am the bricks, the mortar, and the foundation
I hold myself up
I am the gods, the demons, and the creator
I decide my fate


Moving mountains, crossing oceans
Moving mountains, crossing oceans
Its by man’s own grace, what we create


We create the gods
We create the gods


The gods do not create us
We are what we create
The gods do not create us
I decide my own fate
The gods do not create us
We are what we create
The gods do not create us
I decide my own fate

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