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They call him Emmanuel Sacrificial lamb-From his wrists-He will wash the people with his bloodRinsing my fingerprints off their soulsThrough dark eyes..
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Still I cry,Raging like the Thunder-Lightning static from my eyesEnergy pulsing in my veins,These wings break at your mightStill I cry-How selfish am ..
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Icarus, lend thy angel wings,For the Lord's choir softly sings,God's wrath rain'th upon me,Flew too close to his glory,His power melted my angel form,..
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Twisted wings, like rose thorns-Intertwining around my chest-Tightening my blood with angerBroken wings, wicked with desire-Reaching for clenched fist..
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