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I'm the cross that you bare |
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The darkness of the sky |
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I'm your crown of thorns |
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Your never-ending cry |
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I'm the rusted nails |
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That pierced your hands and feet |
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I'm the pointed spear |
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That's buried in you deep |
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Now it all begins |
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The torment never ends |
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How much must you bleed? |
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To fill my lustful needs |
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Oh now the torture's sublime |
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Over and over you die |
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But I'll keep you alive |
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So the hatred inside me can thrive |
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I'm your Via Dolorosa |
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The thirst that will not be quenched |
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I'm the place of the skull |
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With claws firmly entrenched |
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I'm the dogs that surround you |
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The dislocation of bones |
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I'm the spit on your face |
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Abandoned and all alone |
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Now it all begins |
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The torment never ends |
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How much must you bleed? |
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To fill my lustful needs |
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Oh now the torture's sublime |
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Over and over you die |
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But I'll keep you alive |
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So the hatred inside me can thrive |
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I'm the whips that shred your back |
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The sun that burns your skin |
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You are but the forsaken |
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I'm the anguish within |
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I'm the dust in your eyes |
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The softest kiss of betrayal |
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I'm the pain in your side |
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The final abhorrent exhale |
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Now it all begins |
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The torment never ends |
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How much must you bleed? |
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To fill my lustful needs |
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Oh now the torture's sublime |
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Over and over you die |
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But I'll keep you alive |
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So the hatred inside me can thrive |
