| In the valley of the dying son,
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| I walk a crooked path alone I came across a shadow of a man
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| with an angel’s breath
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| oh boy, he said to me
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| I see your future
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| 'though you long for peace
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| the sword is your father
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| I’m thinking of you
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| I’m thinking of you when I kill a good man
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| to keep myself from being killed by him
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| I’m thinking of you
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| I’m thinking of you when I hold my girl
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| and wonder if she’ll ever love again I’m thinking of you
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| wash the blood off my hands
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| I’m thinking of you
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| bathed in the powder of a thousand guns
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| I am the king of sorrows
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| watered by the tears of the innocent ones
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| the river grows it moves it swells
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| son it calls to me your days are numbered
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| sow the seeds you will
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| but I am the reaper
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| I’m thinking of you
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| I’m thinking of you when I kill a good man
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| to keep myself from being killed by him
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| I’m thinking of you
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| I’m thinking of you when I hold my girl
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| and wonder if she’ll ever love again I’m thinking of you
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| wash the blood off my hands
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| I’m thinking of you
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| I howled at the moon like a wolf in the night
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| you wanna finish it we’re gonna finish it right
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| and then I felt a chill up my spine there are no words to use that truly
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| describe
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| the glory of the angel or the terror in me
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| tonight will be my ending or tonight my new beginning
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| all through the night I wrestled the angel
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| to undo the curse that’s burdened my all of my life
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| and for the first time I could see
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| that God was not my enemy
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| I’m thinking of you
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| like pieces of the son our light burns on and on and on
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| like stars in the night sky we shine
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| I’m living to shine on |