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Martin was bright as he stood up and sang in the choirHis hearts all in pieces, was breaking, his head was on fireThey took him from that place and they buried him deep in the groundOut with the light, quiet the soundIt's a slow revolution that quietly turnsAs the true word burnsAnd all of the people marching together out cross the floorAnd all that was after is now as it was beforeSylvia sat staring out into the depths of her roomMoment of light from her brain cut through the dark, pierced the gloomChildren voices were music, cam faint through the wallFrom such a great height she looked down, there was only the fallAnd it's a slow revolution that quietly turnsAs the true word burns And all of the people stomping out cross the floorAll that was after is now as it was beforeSo look at the shadows bent forward tryin' to break through the nightHuddled against the darkness, so close to the lightMy voice is breaking out here in this wildernessFor I see a time that is coming, I see a time of changeSun is burning the deserts, but water's filling the plainsNoah's chipping crazily away at his arkWhile all of us ready ourselves to go into the darkIt's a slow revolution that quietly turnsAs the true word burnsYeah the true word burnsAnd all of the people marching dancing out cross the floorAnd all of this matter soon won't matter much anymore From Letras Mania