Songtexte Ring 6 - LoTown - The Dear Hunter
                                                Raised 
                                                routinely 
                                                to 
                                                believe
 
                                    
                                
                                                We've 
                                                a-narrowed 
                                                purpose 
                                                we 
                                                can't 
                                                contravene
 
                                    
                                
                                                Blessed 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                obligation 
                                                anything 
                                                unique 
                                                is 
                                                blasphemy
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                need 
                                                more 
                                                mouths 
                                                to 
                                                feed
 
                                    
                                
                                                Some 
                                                of 
                                                us 
                                                fall 
                                                off 
                                                the 
                                                path
 
                                    
                                
                                                Make 
                                                our 
                                                decisions 
                                                never 
                                                looking 
                                                back
 
                                    
                                
                                                Autonomy's 
                                                short-lived, 
                                                they 
                                                don't 
                                                forgive
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                so, 
                                                we're 
                                                damned 
                                                by 
                                                autocrats
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                feed 
                                                the 
                                                mouths 
                                                in 
                                                need
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                the 
                                                quotas 
                                                are 
                                                too 
                                                much, 
                                                the 
                                                yield's 
                                                not 
                                                enough
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                worked 
                                                our 
                                                hardest, 
                                                but 
                                                the 
                                                basin's 
                                                drying 
                                                up
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                they 
                                                deny 
                                                that 
                                                simple 
                                                truth
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                seem 
                                                determined, 
                                                resolute 
                                                to 
                                                fail
 
                                    
                                
                                                (We're 
                                                held 
                                                beneath 
                                                the 
                                                monolith) 
                                                Of 
                                                their 
                                                manipulation
 
                                    
                                
                                                (We 
                                                exist) 
                                                Entangled 
                                                in 
                                                creation
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Hypocrites) 
                                                Too 
                                                often 
                                                make 
                                                decisions
 
                                    
                                
                                                Raring 
                                                to 
                                                quote 
                                                    a 
                                                god 
                                                to 
                                                get 
                                                what 
                                                they 
                                                want
 
                                    
                                
                                                Down 
                                                here, 
                                                we 
                                                all 
                                                grow 
                                                anything 
                                                we 
                                                want 
                                                to
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                every 
                                                single 
                                                bloom's 
                                                    a 
                                                victory
 
                                    
                                
                                                Any 
                                                joy 
                                                you 
                                                can 
                                                find 
                                                is 
                                                encouraged 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                Consistory
 
                                    
                                
                                                Down 
                                                here, 
                                                we 
                                                share 
                                                the 
                                                weight 
                                                of 
                                                every 
                                                burden
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                every 
                                                sister 
                                                is 
                                                your 
                                                devotee
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whoever 
                                                you 
                                                were, 
                                                when 
                                                you 
                                                come 
                                                here, 
                                                it's 
                                                ancient 
                                                history
 
                                    
                                
                                                (We're 
                                                held 
                                                beneath 
                                                the 
                                                monolith) 
                                                Of 
                                                their 
                                                manipulation
 
                                    
                                
                                                (We 
                                                exist) 
                                                Entangled 
                                                in 
                                                creation
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Hypocrites) 
                                                Too 
                                                often 
                                                make 
                                                decisions
 
                                    
                                
                                                Raring 
                                                to 
                                                quote 
                                                    a 
                                                God
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Beneath 
                                                the 
                                                monolith)
 
                                    
                                
                                                (We 
                                                exist)
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Hypocrites) 
                                                Too 
                                                often 
                                                make 
                                                decisions
 
                                    
                                
                                                Raring 
                                                to 
                                                quote 
                                                    a 
                                                God 
                                                to 
                                                get 
                                                what 
                                                they 
                                                want
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                down 
                                                here, 
                                                the 
                                                sunlight 
                                                rarely 
                                                warms 
                                                the 
                                                ice 
                                                enough 
                                                to 
                                                break 
                                                    a 
                                                sweat
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                nothing 
                                                rivals 
                                                just 
                                                how 
                                                cold 
                                                another's 
                                                judgment 
                                                gets
 
                                    
                                
                                                This 
                                                bit 
                                                of 
                                                distance 
                                                sure 
                                                does 
                                                hush 
                                                those 
                                                holy 
                                                epithets
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                down 
                                                here, 
                                                the 
                                                city's 
                                                voices 
                                                bounce 
                                                around 
                                                'til 
                                                nothing's 
                                                clear 
                                                at 
                                                all
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                we 
                                                dissociate 
                                                from 
                                                anyone 
                                                who's 
                                                never 
                                                made 
                                                the 
                                                fall
 
                                    
                                
                                                You'll 
                                                never 
                                                get 
                                                us 
                                                until 
                                                you're 
                                                with 
                                                us, 
                                                down 
                                                here
 
                                    
                                
                                                Down 
                                                here
 
                                    
                                
                                                Down 
                                                here
 
                                    
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