To Twist, To Burn is only to yern
To lie in darkness is only to behold your beauty
I'll be behind you in anything...
I'll Let my soul become Dirty
To Whipser is to laugh loudly in a crowd
But yet in front of you...I'm Humbled...I bow before your grace
But then I turn to see this broken human race
What would the Heavens say...
Would they see if they looked down on this place..
What emtion would they hold...it's one I fear
It's an emtion of disgust and disgrace
But I'll go on living this life
I'll hold you hand and walk through this war
We'll walk this path together..I promise, It's not far
Hold my body close to you
For my soul can't fight this battle without you
Let us hold on tight..let this be the moment we take flight
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