now with my voice I call your name
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and with those hands I reach for you
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this search is over I covet your taste
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you are the gift I have longed for
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beautiful dreamer
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sleep eternal and dream of me
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a face that follows a face that haunts
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deprivation awaits
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but still I ignore what exhumes
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and destroys my trust
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and I walk this precipice and I fear the fall
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and the two intertwine
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there is nothing but you and I
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be still for I am now your god
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fall into my arms and weep for me
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your dying breath a song of love
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remember me
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this body means nothing
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my only sin was the longing
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every object so fleeting
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you were chosen you were special
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I pray for innocence
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you were chosen you were special
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and once again the hunger begins anew
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and there is blood on my hands
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And A Seraphim Cries
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| Blood Has Been Shed |
