Pharisee, pharisee, oh when will you see?
your reign will crumble and your fame will tumble,
the One has come to set your captives free.
your rule will be broken by the ones without name.
your staff will be taken by the lamb and the lame.
the sheep will overthrow the shepherd and the lion will die.
Pharisee, pharisee, your time draws nigh.
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