Feeling radical in cotton
Purified in my satin
But the bomb of the season
Is a velvet revolution

I look at the sky
And feel the tears of the
Prophets crying

I look at the sky
And feel the rain
The rain of tears

Feeling radical in cotton
Purified in my satin
But the bomb of the season
Is a velvet revolution

All you killers of the children
There's a new commandment
The true divine creator wants a
Velvet revolution

All you killers of the children
There's a new commandment
The true divine creator wants a

Velvet revolution

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