Dawn dead the morning bright
Dreams dying in the rosy in the rosy light
I am... on my knees I pray
Salvation redemption
Let me pay forgiveness’s costly price
Hurt to kill hate, the sacrifice
For a day sunny and gay
Blind and lame I need a guide
Left right yonder and above
Mortals shun me please be my guide
Your hand I seek, refuge in your love
Dark and light the beauty of earth
Star studded night top the morning dew
The death of winter gives springs birth
Through hell for heavens chance
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