Every beautiful prayer must come to an end
To every asking beggar god will send
A blind’s life is hanging on a cane
Lonely souls only need a friend
Strong hearts get stronger with pain
Holy water with dirty blood can not blend
Hot tears on faithful faces leave a stain
You laugh when crying you can pretend
To gain your losses when you lose your gain
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