| The lot is cast mysteries vast
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| Alive your eyes as conscience dies
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| As he runs he’s taken from the world
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| We know the dealer’s blow
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| Embrace our faith without a trace
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| Wonder takes our earthly days
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| Not forgot just left behind
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| The prison will not always bind
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| And if the sun never shined on us
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| The night time has fruit of the vine
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| Come with me now and just lie to me
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| Tonight we’ll pretend we’re alive
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| Our brother’s wind blows on and on…
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| Bones and flesh lives that rest
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| Holy blood the spirit’s quest
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| Beauty ties the end’s disguise
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| A somber dirge cause angels die
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| A sky of gray the coffins lay
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| The sun will come another day
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| Not forgotten just left behind
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| The prison will not always bind
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| Where have I wandered, my father
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| Led like lamb to my slaughter
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| Truth has awakened the dreamer
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| Hand I the keys to the keeper
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| Our brother’s wind blows on and on… |