| Qui tollis peccata mundi
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| Agnus Dei, Son of man
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| See me not for your eyes are pain
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| Do not force me to stab you again
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| For I envy every wound on your corpse
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| Verily, verily I say unto thee
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| A million images won’t be enough
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| For I know where you hide your soul
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| Agnus Dei
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| Crucifixus etiam pro nobis, sub Pontio Pilato, passus et sepultus est
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| Qui carni quondam contegi dignatus es pro perditis
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| Cujus latus perforatum unda fluxit sanguine
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| Agnus Dei, Prince of peace
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| Yet shall war be the echo of your love
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| Just like war shall be the echo of mine
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| And together shall we make the utmost balance
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| Verily, verily I say unto thee
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| In those day shall men seek death, and shall not find it;
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| And shall desire to die, and death shall flee from them
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| Agnus Dei |