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The ceremony |
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Cradles my head in trace |
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I brush dust from my teeth |
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Fleeing hands and spidersplead for salvation |
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They wash the clawed of a priestritual mockery rectified doubt |
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I'm holding with arms open widesleeping endless sleepon a bed of nailswake me up with your kiss(chorus) |
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I'm waiting for consummation |
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I'm waiting for contemplation |
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I'm waiting for confrontationwaiting for a place tolay my body down |
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The proud encasing of another soulburied deep 'neath the shroudflourished with the venomof the serpent's son |
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I close my eyes retreat |
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The prayer hands lays downon the edge of my sleepsister death in lepers's guisethrough crimson eyesof the holy oneall will learn to see(chorus) |
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Invocations are invitationsto the bloody red sheetsthe circle is brokenby the sleevea sacrifice of one(chorus) |
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Resurrection- past reflection |
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Revelation- last discretionconfession- confessionincompleteresurrection |
