They ask to remove the veil
But you can't if your not there
Stand silent, head bowed
We heard he called today
The man who gives you what you desire
Not I, who struggled in fire
Tar is hard to get out of
Cough your lungs and tear from smoke
The fears it does invoke
Dash silent, head bowed
You can't catch what you don't hear
Reach down as far as you can
Yet they still refuse your hand
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