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                zentraedi
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        seven medley sins
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    crusadist
        
        
                    Crusadist
                    
                    
                
                
                                None of them knew him by name 
Until they drove him away
His innocence made them furious
When he broke the mold it made them curious
His unapologetic love is what they found so dangerous
Now that their dreams are all the same
They cannot stop remembering
The moments each of them started believing
The powers that kept them from healing
With no one standing in the way
They’re crumbling under the strain
His exodus impulsive was holy
The one thing that could not be taken
The volume of opinions was always growing
He couldn’t help making the connection
A lifetime condition to atone for
The future that he was missing
They were always pressured to control him
When they were the ones that needed the convincing
However low whatever they would throw made no difference
Because the only thing gone noticed was the power in his resistance
Where his eyes found the skies his feet found the ground
And a powerful will to keep him there
He’s no glutton for punishment but he’s learned well enough
To know that he will always care
He was well aware they had him outnumbered
Leaving all the experts to expertly wonder
Why the fire in their hearts did not give them what they were after
There was not an ounce of love in their hearts whatsoever
But he still cherishes their memory and he still remembers everything
The crusadists scouting and shouting and spitting in his face
They were all that he listened to but not the way they wanted him to
Broadcast on every medium the message was getting through
They were all that he listened to but not the way they wanted him to
His labor of love is driving him all the way back to
A place of vindication that will not come today
Too late too soon or by the way of highly persuasive
Talent agents polling data or a re-education
It was journey to the next stage or never know each other
He was well aware they had him far outnumbered
He was never out there to steal their precious thunder
He was never one of them in the eyes of his beholders
                                    Until they drove him away
His innocence made them furious
When he broke the mold it made them curious
His unapologetic love is what they found so dangerous
Now that their dreams are all the same
They cannot stop remembering
The moments each of them started believing
The powers that kept them from healing
With no one standing in the way
They’re crumbling under the strain
His exodus impulsive was holy
The one thing that could not be taken
The volume of opinions was always growing
He couldn’t help making the connection
A lifetime condition to atone for
The future that he was missing
They were always pressured to control him
When they were the ones that needed the convincing
However low whatever they would throw made no difference
Because the only thing gone noticed was the power in his resistance
Where his eyes found the skies his feet found the ground
And a powerful will to keep him there
He’s no glutton for punishment but he’s learned well enough
To know that he will always care
He was well aware they had him outnumbered
Leaving all the experts to expertly wonder
Why the fire in their hearts did not give them what they were after
There was not an ounce of love in their hearts whatsoever
But he still cherishes their memory and he still remembers everything
The crusadists scouting and shouting and spitting in his face
They were all that he listened to but not the way they wanted him to
Broadcast on every medium the message was getting through
They were all that he listened to but not the way they wanted him to
His labor of love is driving him all the way back to
A place of vindication that will not come today
Too late too soon or by the way of highly persuasive
Talent agents polling data or a re-education
It was journey to the next stage or never know each other
He was well aware they had him far outnumbered
He was never out there to steal their precious thunder
He was never one of them in the eyes of his beholders
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                    jason harvey:
                
            
            bass guitar
        
    
                    
                
                    
                        
    
        
            
                
                    david beck:
                
            
            drums
        
    
                    
                
                    
                        
    
        
            
                
                    mohadev bhattacharyya:
                
            
            guitar
        
    
                    
                
                    
                        
    
        
            
                
                    jon beal:
                
            
            keyboards | voice
        
    
                    
                
            composition/production:
            
                        
    
        
            
                
                    jon beal:
                
            
            composition | recording
        
    
                    
                
                    
                        
    
        
            
                
                    david beck:
                
            
            composition
        
    
                    
                
                    
                        
    
        
            
                
                    mohadev bhattacharyya:
                
            
            composition | recording
        
    
                    
                
                    
                        
    
        
            
                
                    jason harvey:
                
            
            composition | mixing | production | recording
        
    
                    
                
            extra composition/production:
        
                    
    
        
            
                
                    dennis harvey:
                
            
            mastering | mixing
        
    
                
            
        
                                    
                                        Completed
                                    
                                    
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                                    12/24/2009.