Let the ropes disentangle
Let this song arise
The stench of a morbid soul
Be released and never return
Let the ashes die
Let wisdom rise
The ring of anxious cymbals
Be released and never return
Cause dry bones crumble
And dry bones die
But I won't crumble
And I won't die
Let calloused hearts stumble
Let hardened hearts die
Let hearts of flesh spring up
Let beauty materialize.
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