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Come
out my child.
Come
out of the womb.
I
call upon you
to come out,
in the name of me,
your father,
a man with good intentions,
and a strong sense of
restraint. Your father, a man of good conscience, and a desire for
right behavior.
Your
father,
a man armed with a sense
of
efficiency,
and a love
for
peace.
I
call upon you,
my child,
to come out,
to come out.
Let me hug you
one first,
one last
tranquil, tender time,
before
I
release you
into
the slaughterhouse.
II
Believe
not in me.
I am not a free man,
I am not a free man,
how can I teach you
to be free.
III
You
put a trust in me, child,
you
put a trust in me.
I am your father,
you are bound to me.
But
that is the problem, child,
that is the problem,
don't you see?
Don't you see?
Ultimately,
ultimately,
I might lead you
astray.
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