| Fair Roseanna your vagrancy’s a familiar tale
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| Fraught with danger the lives you led were judged profane
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| Hatred enfolds us
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| Inculcates the minds with it’s heresy
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| Laymen enfold us
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| Clemency arrives to set you free
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| Faith
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| Although Xavier has prayed
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| That life-giving waters may rain
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| Down on the souls of man
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| To cure them of their ways
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| These were the sins of Xavier’s past
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| Hung like jewels in the forest of veils
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| Deep in the heart where the mysteries emerge
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| Eve bears the stigma of original sin
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| Freedom so hard when we are all bound by laws
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| Etched in the seam of nature’s own hand
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| Unseen by all those who fail in their pursuit of faith
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| Although Xavier has prayed
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| That life-giving waters may rain
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| Down on the souls of man
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| To cure them of their ways
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| And as the night turns into day
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| Will the sun illuminate your way
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| Or will the nightmares come home to stay
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| Xavier’s love lies in chains
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| These were the sins of Xavier’s past
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| Hung like jewels in the forest of veils |