| Dark and dampness lingers
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| in body and in soul.
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| Dead wall of stone I cry out
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| for twenty years alone.
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| Exanimate a penance
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| not fit for man nor beast.
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| Innocent of mortal sin,
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| do hear me out at least.
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| Man of strong mind and soul
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| deserves a second chance.
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| Just to see a glimpse of light
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| would warm my icy hands.
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| Any kin or family
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| just an echo in my mind.
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| Silence loudens tribulations
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| that I left behind.
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| Just then a beam of light projects
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| from underneath a rock.
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| Could it be escape I’m free.
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| I’ll dig my fingers raw.
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| Man of strong mind and soul
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| deserves a second chance.
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| Just to see a glimpse of light
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| would warm my icy hands.
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| Deep in your mind look for the answer,
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| it’ll be there.
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| Life, strange illusion,
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| stay low, it’ll take care.
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| Time is the sentence in which
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| you must abide.
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| Make sin your companion,
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| then Satan be your bride.
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| The tunnels deep and twisting
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| as I press my body through and through
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| Entrapped in this one way passage,
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| in light I must pursue and soon.
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| I grasp the bars at the end of my crawl,
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| as I gape down to the sea.
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| The skeleton of a man who tried,
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| a fool just like me.
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| Man of strong mind and soul
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| deserves a second chance.
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| Just to see a glimpse of light
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| would warm my icy hands.
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| Deep in your mind look for the answer,
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| it’ll be there.
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| Life, it’s a strange illusion,
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| take it slow, it’ll take care.
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| No time is the sentence in which
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| you must abide.
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| Make sin your companion,
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| then Satan be your bride. |