Crimson tears run down my face;
On the desk there is a case…
Next to this there lies a knife;
Just one cut would end my life.
Pray for us my perfect Lord,
Bring us down with your sword.
I honestly cant say what this whole thing is about,
the path I have chosen has not been an easy route.
But through all the thickness and all the vines,
I can finally see the signs.
My angel stands beside me with perfect wings,
And suddenly my soul begins to sing.
Hallelujah Christ is here,
There is nothing left to fear.
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