Behold, I am Clay

Rabash, Rabash, my gosh, my gosh

Somehow it had to be in the 21st century

You snuck through Jerusalem it was crawling with army men

A thousand will enter the room but one walks into the light

Death is better than life for a road worker

Surrounding Light comes and shines on a person

Such a desire

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Living unconditionally. Selfishly

Now I'm aware of my real enemy

Without your light spreading inside of me

I'm unable to move spiritually

To the goal of our altruistic journey

Using all the means in the world before me

Growing our desire to unite humanity