Independent, strong, surrounded by grief
where do you turn to for relief?
Swallowed and hallowed are the shells of time
to stand there steadfast to defile my crime.
Oh come to me my dear release.
Put pure pleasure abound and swelled in my chest.
My dear god I pray onto thee.
I seek your devine right for the answers from my crime.
Oh come to me my dear god.
Radiantly naked and ecstasizing with sin.
Love me my lord.
I give you my heart and my life for a new one outside of this body.
Let time sweep me away to the spirits of the blessed world.
And forgive me. |
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