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I hear my voice again. |
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It's longing for you. |
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And heart that is twisted and stained, is crying relief to be burnt. |
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I hear your god is dying over again. |
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She is burning. |
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Mary, your eyes are bleeding. |
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Once again you are holy. |
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Oh, holy death that |
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I gave. I gave it all for you. |
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So full with tears and hate. |
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I save it all for you. |
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Oh, holy death |
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I obey, I'll give it all for me. |
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And echo that traces my voice is fading away. |
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I hear your god is dying over again. |
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She is burning. |
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Mary, your eyes are bleeding. |
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Once again you are holy. |
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Holy for her. |
