It's about time to arise and finally get up
And hand this shitty excuse of a life a bit of what it needs
Right here, sublimely in the face of our pains
I'm not sure about what's just, but this can't be it
Come, let us do something today, for which posterity will thank us
Our wages can't be fame, this farce keeps us sick
Let the foolish children bleed, those who're already yelling "lame!"
Now to the true, the brave and fair, till even the final hangman retrains
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Calling all angels: Lift off!
Calling all angels: It begins!
Calling all angels: Take aim!
Calling all angels: Lift off now!
Calling all angels and by their very tongues
Just now there's chants unfolding towards the courage to help
When one man does it by himself we thought too small right from the go
Then tension's sadly weak as well; now we're attacking as one force
Also, for there's no other way, let us eliminate the fear
Grow and prosper in His splendor and thereby function as a whole
For the good only gets better when one does it where it's hard
Calling my brother and my sister, till even the final stockyard's empty
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Let us bear unspeakable burdens just to continue righteously
Forget the path that took us here, this can't be done without scars
Not that love irritates me, but now it's more like perfect pleasure
Like Ibuprofen with Musaril and Jacky-Cola
Aaaah - and the pain's deceased
Yes it's true, and even if it's for the first time
Made ineffaceable through just a single good deed
When I called upon them and asked for their delicious treasure
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