Oh mighty israHell
With the mountains of lies you fabricate
Do you think you could
No… you can’t
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With the glittery lavish wealth you generate
Do you think you could
Buy a few joyful days that I embrace?
No… you can’t
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With all the armed robberies you facilitate
Do you think you could
Steal one magnificent dream that I hold?
No… you can’t
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With the mighty power you accumulate
Do you think you could
Obtain a glimpse of peace that fills my soul?
No… you can’t
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Oh poor mighty Israhell
What have you done?
Wake up… wake up… wake up
Wait no longer… just … come running
Rinse your sins
Wash the blood off your hands
Repentant…
On your knees fall to the ground and… pray
Then… I promise
I’d do what the prophet did
In your ear I’d whisper
“Go, now I forgive you
You are free
The treasure I hold
I am willing to share”
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