| Build in me, O LORD! |
| and
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| once again grant me Light, to fill this human void, Yes,
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| chasten me with Sight! |
| I speak wounds, and my blood
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| is a tune of Death, and my word shall devour flesh.
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| I slayed the lion to become
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| him, I am HUNGER!
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| Anti-flesh nimbusl… I crush
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| my eyes, to gain the sight of a god.
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| My heart is fixed, O LORD,
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| and my veins are prepared, to receive thy venom, to channel
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| thy glare. |
| Mad with the over-
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| flow, I open my chest, and my word shall devour flesh.
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| The earth trembled and was
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| silent, shook and stood still.
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| Anti-flesh nimbus… I choke
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| the human within, to gain the
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| will of a god. |