towers fall

when all these towers fall
and the dust has come to rest
and all these pages are torn
and your voices claim the breeze

will your victory
will your victory
be sweet

when all your scriptures burn
and their ashes float to heaven
and your empty spirit dances
on the ruins of your kingdom

will your victory
will your victory
be sweet

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