Strange Land

Mr. Mustache

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It seems I woke up in a strange land
Nothing was the same as it used to be
What I regret now is called love
What I hate in myself is your personal pride

Blind leading blind who will guide them all
Take their hand when they fall

Turn our back to God's words is
Like throwing the dice every step we take
Always questioning what's going on

Where is my treasure? What we stand for?
Are we making the most important thing?
What is happening to our faith?
I can only get down on my knees and pray