Some god will finish there, main in torture, man in chair
And stephen's in the sky
A heathen broke my leg and turned me in my stony bed
I need people, any people
Young man, heart attack and breathing through a metal stack
Down here in harmonies, a peace forever off your knees
Some gods would finish there, main in torture, man in chair
And stephen; s in the sky
I need people any people
Writer(s): Darryn William Harkness, Grant Ronald Haynes, Benjamin Ellis, Benjamin Augusto Smith
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