Sick, i choked in your grasp,
Not knowing whether i live or die
and when in admonition
i wipe the last remorseful tear from my eye
You are lurking somewhere
In the depth of my deceitful heart
i wish to wash my soul clean
And in the Blood find my essence
But when in a sunny day i dry up
You are there to show me summers
And beauties, forever enticing to my heart
Sin, is there a space without your breathe?
Where, my soul can rise again.
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