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With this ring I thee wed |
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A love so fragile made in bed |
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They say they can take you |
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Naive love sold lustful schemes |
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Torn at heart and shattered dreams |
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They say they can break you |
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I'm not looking for absolution |
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For promises I can't keep |
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Oh lord do you hear me |
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This time should I fear thee |
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My deepest fears are close at hand |
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On this foreign soil of blood and sand |
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They say they can stake you |
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My time has come, death's promise to keep |
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Close your eyes in eternal sleep |
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They say they can wake you |
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I won't fight for the father-land |
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Mother Earth at my feet |
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Oh lord can you hear me |
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I need somebody to steer me |
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With this ring I thee wed |
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With this ring I thee wed |
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They say |
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With this ring |
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With this ring |