| Never thought my time was coming
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| Wasn’t in my dreams
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| Twice I visioned I was falling down
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| Down to the ground, I screamed out loud
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| Woke on a cloud
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| Never really a holy man even though
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| I understand the father son and Holy Ghost
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| He’s the one that scares me most
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| Ashes to rain you feel no pain
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| Hell fire burns my conscience
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| My mind explodes
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| Spine is severed, blood runs cold
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| Confess the deepest of sin, invision a king
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| With a white violin
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| Crucifix hung above my death bed begins to bleed
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| Imagination, lunacy, has he come to hear my plea
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| Grant absolution condone my sin
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| The lady in black I ask what do you see
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| A glimpse in your glass what good fortune for me
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| The lady in black said your lifeline is damned
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| The tarot of death card she held in her hand
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| Kyrie Eleison
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| Christie Eleison
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| Kyrie Eleison
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| Christie Eleison
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| Segments of my life flash through my mind
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| Things never seen
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| It must be fate warning me
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| For now the walls are closing in
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| Rosary in hand
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| Lost grain of sand
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| Here I go I start to fall again
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| Try to scream I’m mute
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| It is the end of my last fall
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| To the land of nevermore
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| Shatter her glass I woke on the floor
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| The lady in black I ask what do you see
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| A glimpse in your glass what good fortune for me
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| The lady in black said your lifeline is damned
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| The tarot of death card she held in her hand
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| Kyrie Eleison
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| Christie Eleison
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| Kyrie Eleison
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| Christie Eleison
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| Lord please have mercy on me |