God, if you can hear me,
Won’t you help us,
Please,
We need to get out of this place,
We need to know what to do.
This place, our home,
We need something,
To save our souls,
We need your help,
Please.
We have to get out of here,
So, if your listening,
We could use some help,
Tell us it’ll be fine,
Tell us a change is coming.
Help us clear the dark,
We need to see the light.
Please show us the light,
Before we suffocate,
And never gat the chance.
So God, if you can hear me,
Help us,
All of us.
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