| Father, why did you drown me here?
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| In these waters
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| And father, why did you leave me here?
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| In deep waters
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| Father, it’s getting darker here as the years pass
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| And father, I’m the whispers on the lake
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| Lights on water
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| My child, I carry the burden of sorrow with your soul
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| The songs you gently sing to me But the love was never stronger
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| Than the grief of your unholy price
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| I curse you forever in your watery grave, you passenger of evil
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| For taking her away from me The blood of your arrival, cutting knives and shadows
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| A ceremony of pain
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| Through living flesh to the dead, both in my bloody hands
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| But only one cried
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| In blazing fury I carried you through the woods
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| While the trees tried to stop me in horror
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| Your cry echoed on the lake as I laid you down on the boat
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| The tears made circles on the still, the circles made the waves
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| The waves raised the tide and made rain fall
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| Raised the lights on the lake
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| Through the mist, further on the lake
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| In the eye of still water
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| Into the deepest pit you silently fell
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| Slowly in the throat of dark water |