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SDbmteer your way past the ruins of the Altar and the Mall
Steer your wF#may through the fables of Creation and The Fall
Steer your wDbmay past the Palaces that rise above the rot
Year by yG#ear month by month day by dAay B
Thought by tDb7hought Dbm
SDbmteer your heart past the Truth that you believed in yesterday
Such as FF#mundamental Goodness and the Wisdom of the Way
Steer your hDbmeart precious heart past the women whom you bought
Year by yG#ear month by month day by dAay B
Thought by tDb7hought Dbm
SDbmteer your way through the pain that is far more real than you
That's sF#mmashed the Cosmic Model that blinded every view
And pDbmlease don't make me go there though there be a God or not
Year by yG#ear month by month day by dAay B
Thought by tDb7hought Dbm
They wAhisper still the injured stones
The blunted mountains wEeep
As he dAied to make men holy
Let us die to make things cEheap
And sBay the Mea Culpa which you probably forgot
Year by yG#ear month by month day by dAay B
Thought by tDb7hought Dbm
SDbmteer your way O my heart though I have no right to ask
To the oF#mne who was never never equal to the task
Who kDbmnows he's been convicted who knows he will be shot
Year by yG#ear month by month day by dAay B
Thought by tDb7hought Dbm
They wAhisper still the injured stones
The blunted mountains wEeep
As he dAied to make men holy
Let us die to make things cEheap
And sBay your Mea Culpa which you gradually forgot
Year by yG#ear month by month day by dAay B
Thought by tDb7hought Dbm
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