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My eyes open upA sea of faces without names fills the roomAnd we'll swallow GodOur bread: his body left to rot.If it's all the same, we'll stay the sameNow hollower eyes allow us to see our complacent bodiesAnd if sight is opinion then how can it begrounds for belief?And we'll blame it on providenceslipped through fingertipsstretched out to the splittingAnd accuse the thrones of greater menIf pride is a kingly crownthen on my head it's overturnedI hear the simple swells of gracefalling down like rain Aus Songtexte Mania