I had a dream of great catastrophes,
And all the children cried a thousand seas,
While all the love we watched them lay to rest,
We stood up straight and tall and let them,
Let them put us to the test,
And we won, and love had saved the day
Then I woke, and evil got away
And on your throne you condescend so well
If I could have my way you
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