Cindy J.M.S Biography

A question to ask, to wrap around one's head
Dressed in white, fade to black
The second I raise, I forget
In the valley of the deep
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Through depths I roam with you by my side
No stone unturned, no place to hide
The purest light, we are one
This is where I belong
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Sight has been restored after touching the root
Seeing all within me twice
To be as one we need to sacrifice
That what has been outdated
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Walk through the fires of hell untouched
Burn the flesh evaporate bone
Till there is one realization
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Have we not been there before
At the foot of the lake not being able to swim
Out of fear that we may reach the shore
Turning around without getting wet
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