| Sense the Darkness |
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| They find a pleasure in killing |
| The things we love |
| They torture |
| I sense the darkness |
| I sense the pain |
| And we are innocent — again |
| Our lust for life is at an end |
| Inside the church we’re hiding |
| Seeking revenge but do not say |
| Blasphemous |
| No one will challenge the cross |
| Unless I make a stand |
| I am the SUMMER forgive me |
| Forget the lies that you’ve been told |
| Follow |
| The fields are open there is light |
| In this we satisfy |
