Rape us the time
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You bring us this loving wave
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Crosses they rose
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On our once proud pagan land
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Those words they spoke were like
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Needles on my skin
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And their blessings were like knives
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Stabbed into my heart
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I trusted thee
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O heathen men of the north
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To hail and fight
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And to run them out
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Those words they listened were like
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Stabs into my back
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The baptism they had meant
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That I had lost homeland
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Cold winds now freeze my eyes
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...Now I flee
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Out of this shame they caused
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I spread my wings
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To fly to a realm of my own
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My eyes are frozen for the icy tears
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My soul sheds
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For those betrayers that were not
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Strong enough in faith
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My Eyes Are Frozen
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| Darkwoods My Betrothed |
