Rise up above from the ashes
Call what I say is our last chance
For giving not trying
Is all part of fear
Hold your breath
Now push into gear
Fake yourself forward
Or pull yourself backward
Smell the fear the of the animals
The peace of the doves
The anger of the bull
Yet still no love
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