Before us lies the story of
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Enfolding joy, endless love
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Given to me through a dream
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A following brought from above
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I couldn't help myself
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God walks by my side
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Within my limbs burns hate
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Believe me how I cried
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The tremble of my hand
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Blinded by my tears
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But I stand heroic. The holy words I hear
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With glory and blazing eyes
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I rise into bloody skies
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Myself a storm, ravaging
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The wrath of God, down I bring
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With mercenary smile
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I rise up from the shade
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As the king of all souls
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The pounding of my wings
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Tearing through the night
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Death's taking his toll
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The searing heat. Burning eyes. Fury and fire
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A forest of torn victims
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The lies I sire
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My work is done and I leave none
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The passion in my dying words
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The grief I leave is meaningless
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The lies within these ancient words
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The Lies I Sire
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| My Dying Bride |
