Under his control we are
The control of a tyrant
Making of us his pawn
The very moment we are born
Under his control we are
The control of a tyrant
Making us smile or cry
The moment he deems right
Under his control we
The control of a tyrant
Making us look older
And feel older
Pushing us to the day
The day we die
Under His control we are
The tyrant He gave
As a gift to use
As best we can
And live each moment
According to His divine will
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