| The Darkness feels a little closer now
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| I sold my stock in truth for a broken bottle
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| The burden bares a child near the wailing well
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| With one foot in the heavens and one where the angels fell
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| I’m gonna climb that mountain
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| I’m gonna finally be free
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| I’m gonna sing those hallelujahs when the devil torments me
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| Because the fire’s burning brighter when your hands are close to mine
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| Yes I know the lord is willing cause the son has always shined
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| And what are nails in your hands
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| I’ve got nails in my eyes
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| I’ve got a sister who sees ghosts in the middle of the night
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| Said you keep me with a lantern but you kept me by a knife
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| And all you priests just surrender all the money you’ve tendered
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| From blinds sons and the king’s money lenders
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| From sickle cell kids who needed a mender
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| Yes I’ve got this love
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| No you cannot take it
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| I’ve got this place for me!
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| I need a lord who doesn’t let babies burn in the hands of a man
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| With the face of fatalist
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| I need a star that will let people learn on their own
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| Then all the gods will have hearts for their thrones
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| Their courage and kindness will act as a catalyst
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| To stitch the bad dreams and seams of the rocks that were torn |