"my quiet hands/they only want to build"
Tools to break down walls of hatred
View my waves of sound as jewels
From me to you all sacred
My quiet hands/they only want to build
And fulfill your highest demands
Joy is sure to hide so
My noise is organized
My quiet hands/they only want to build
Temples over instrumentals
Rhythm is my religion
Escape the chains of hate
Choose to use songs of freedom
Its plain my pen punctuates pain
Yet heals your ills
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