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I would describe it as |
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A invisible darkness |
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Casting, a shadow |
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A blinding black |
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Guarded, by hope |
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My soul is kept safe from |
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The bloody claws |
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Look the way b'yond |
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What makes it lets me see |
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Time after time |
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For needed misery |
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My dreams my own |
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No price for you |
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I grip them tight and hope for sight |
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You open my eyes |
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Wide to see |
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A moment of clarity |
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Confusion gone, it's in your hands |
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Your turn to ask |
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Why?Life is like a mystery |
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With many clues but with few, answers |
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To tell us what it is |
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That we, can do to look |
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For messages, that keep us from the truth |
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Look the way b'yond |
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What makes it lets me see |
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Time after time |
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For needed misery |
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My dreams my own |
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No price for, you |
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I grip them tight and hope for sight |
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You open my eyes |
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Wide to see |
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A moment ,of clarity |
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Confusion gone, it's in your hands |
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Your turn to ask |
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Why?No God |
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Why? |
