| How a man may fall, how a maid may crawl
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| Long and bitter ages bound
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| How I plead my sin into the ground
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| My soul ached forth the nightmare from my lips
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| Torment unending from judgement unsparing
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| Steadfast am I here in Hell
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| While your liquid hate devours my flesh
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| Watching the chosen, treading the hallowed path
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| Light ones, you never falter
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| The bread of virtue melts in your mouths
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| Such pure souls, you enemies of the earth
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| All my life I cursed the blood in my veins
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| All my life I ripped the flesh from my bones
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| All my life I warred with the scarlet hordes
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| All my life I shattered every last stone
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| For I looked into the mirror of desire
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| Dared to touch the mystery
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| And the dew of mercy kissed me not
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| And the shadows breathed of my eternal pain
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| So I ask again, from the mouth of despair
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| Which is the greater disgrace?
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| The flesh of sin, so weak and corrupt
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| Or the spirit and its holy disease?
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| All my life I cursed the blood in my veins
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| All my life I ripped the flesh from my bones
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| All my life I warred with the scarlet hordes
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| All my life I shattered every last stone
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| All my life I cursed the blood in my veins
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| All my life I ripped the flesh from my bones
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| All my life I warred with the scarlet hordes
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| All my life I ripped the flesh from my bones
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| I warred with the scarlet hordes
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| I shattered every last stone |