.(Chorus)
Some days you tread the grass tipping the toe in awe.
Some days you draw the sword, some nights you spit at the stars.
We serve a God of grief and pleasure.We swim in passion and tears.
Fasting fills our minutes but feasting fills our years.
Weâre no sons of prohibition.
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