| The path is full of stones
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| The river comforts me no more
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| He beckons to a stranger shore
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| Cold wind blows, cold wind blows
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| Shall I walk the woods so wild
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| Wandering lost here and there
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| Into the arms of shadows
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| A heavy load, a heavy load
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| Take my life, take my hand
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| Take my life, take my hand
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| Take my life, take my hand
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| Take my life, take my hand
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| Death creeps through the meadows
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| Drenched in mud and gold
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| An offer made binding ever more
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| Thud of drums lead me through the dusk
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| I blindly go, I gladly go
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| A bridal trail of blackened silk
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| My veil a bank of thorns
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| Weave this garland with a dying rose
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| This ring of mine
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| Round my throat holds close
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| Oh troubled road, I know nowhere I go
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| Lead me troubled road, I know nowhere I go
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| Take my life, take my hand
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| Take my life, take my hand
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| Take my life, take my hand
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| Take my life, take my hand |