| I was called to the rolling banks by the water
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| To bathe in the river of truth
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| The river tried to pull me under
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| And refused to turn me loose
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| I was called to read from the bible of life
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| And I read from beginning to end
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| Every page and every line
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| Still I could not comprehend
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| Death came, death came
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| And gave you his kiss
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| Death came, death came
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| And took you away from this
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| Oh, I miss you so and I long to know
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| Why death gave you his kiss
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| I tasted the fruit from the tree of knowledge
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| And I ate from dawn till dark
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| I was sated, but not satisfied
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| Until I carved my name in the bark
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| I was called to drink and was seduced
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| By the sweetest, ripest berry
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| I quenched my thirst with the red juice
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| Still I found no sanctuary
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| Death came, death came
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| And gave you his kiss
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| Death came, death came
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| And took you away from this
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| Oh, I miss you so and I long to know
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| Why death gave you his kiss
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| Death came, death came
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| And gave you his kiss
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| Death came, death came
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| And took you away from this
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| Oh, I miss you so and I long to know
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| Why death gave you his kiss
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| I miss you so and I long to know
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| Why death gave you his kiss |