| On my skin the enigma appears
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| I will no longer be the same man
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| How could I thank you for this sacred gift
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| This command will never be lift
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| Say never in front of this life
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| Say never these words come from the sky
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| Spinning round and circle
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| Grows up my guilt on me
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| Exposed with blood and infamy
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| I’m the judge and the condemned
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| The flavour of rejection
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| Please don’t pray for me
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| There is no better way to redemption
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| I just want to be where I am
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| Condemned to my skin
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| A glorious fate foreseen
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| What is out is what is within
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| A monument to a purity unclean
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| If death will seal the rhyme
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| At one with a blessed crime
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| To complete the execution
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| The beginning is the solution. |
| forgive my eyes. |
| this is the crime
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| Condemned to my skin
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| A glorious fate foreseen
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| What is out is what is within
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| A monument to a purity unclean
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| On my skin the enigma appears
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| I will no longer be the same man
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| How could I thank you for this sacred gift
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| This command will never be lift
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| Condemned to my skin
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| A glorious fate foreseen
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| What is out is what is within
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| A monument to a purity uncleanTo a purity unclean
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| To a purity unclean. |