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Moonspell

One thing's for sure, for everyone
One thing's for sure, whatever may
Such big machines that man have made
To darken the clouds and control the rain

All our worth, giveth away
All our worth amounts to nothing
Every word, all we say
All our words they count for nothing

No new positions to greet the Sun
No magic rides on a yoga mat
No time to cry, to make things right
It's human nature, don't be afraid

All our worth, giveth away
All our worth amounts to nothing
Every word, all we say
All our words they count for nothing