I hope you really hear, I hope you know what I say.
I hope every single day, That you fold your hands and pray.
Dear Lord liberate us, From the evil that beacons the free.
Dear Lord please deliver us, From the petulance inside of me.
Dear Lord do you see the suffering? Can you bring it to an end?
Can you bring peace between the genders, And justify what needs reprimand?
We have all the judgment that we need. We need action with God's speed.
But how do we get there? When all we argue is the splitting of a hair?
How do we divvy our duties now, That Satan has a hold. Of the propagandized woman, And the men who do what they're told.
Dear Lord tell me what to do, Because I'm trying my best, But every step forward is greeted with detest.
Can you hear the sobbing screams, of man and womb alike?
Can you hear the suffering caused by that which we can't change with strike?
What, oh Lord, must we do, to bring Heaven to earth.
What must humanity do, To show it's worthy of the hearth.
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