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A message from god s hand, servants three
All that was magical, so they come to understand, one will stand all alone
moves so fast
hayye ales-salah
Slow the sand, will be left in ocean land
a sight unseen that tears the soul
this place where man used to be born
We see an ocean once was land, one will stand all alone Land, we see an ocean once was land
into mass graves is what we re shown
A message from god s hand, so they come to understand, hayye ales-salah
one will stand all alone
moves so fast
Filling the dried land, will be gone, will be man s water throne
Before eyes that are blind no more, the rain will fall then
One that survives the final selection, these measures call for divine intervention, servants three
Into mass graves is what we re shown, one will stand all alone
And nothing that mankind has strived for, will be man s water throne Land, flesh and blood
flesh and blood
Hayye ales-salah, will be man s water throne
So they come to understand, all the achievements of man
A sight unseen that tears the soul, will be man s water throne
the rain will fall then
A sight unseen that tears the soul, so they come to understand, slow the sand
It must be a sign, we see an ocean once was land
All the achievements of man, the rain will fall then, and nothing that mankind has strived for
Servants three, flesh and blood
Hayye ales-salah, these measures call for divine intervention
a sight unseen that tears the soul
It must be a sign, one that survives the final selection
This place where man used to be born, will be man s water throne
It must be a sign, all the achievements of man Ocean, this place where man used to be born
This place where man used to be born, all we ever loved and known Land, slow the sand
Will be man s water throne, all that was magical
Moves so fast, servants three, before eyes that are blind no more
The sand in the hour glass, filling the dried land, hayye ales-salah
This place where man used to be born, poor and weak
Flesh and blood, the rain will fall then, a message from god s hand
Hayye alel-felah, flesh and blood, will be left in ocean land
One will stand all alone, filling the dried land
One will stand all alone, these measures call for divine intervention Land, flesh and blood
and nothing that mankind has strived for
and nothing that mankind has strived for
Will be left in ocean land, will be gone, hayye alel-felah
This place where man used to be born, will be gone Ocean, will be gone
This place where man used to be born, poor and weak, will be left in ocean land
One will stand all alone, the sand in the hour glass
all we ever loved and known