Slit the wrist, blood starts to flow

Closing in on them, there humming groan

A chant,  spell, curse runs through  my bones 

Came,  held me tight,  fire in my bones.

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Whispers so deep, far from sleep

Son,  you've done with the vrill

Now,  redemption  is far from thee

Doomed soul, wandering spirit you shall be. 

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Ten years now, I've had no rest

To what use is society that grant no peace

Worldly knowledge  without  earthly gain

Was man designed to this vain. 

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Hunted dream,  vision less nights 

Weary winds, stormy  life

Little doom here,  bad luck there 

I start to look for redemption far and near. 

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Seven years,  another passed 

Hairs go grey, bones cast

A knock on my door,  I stand 

Bringing in a good news, Christian bands. 

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Stories  of a pure redeemer 

All that was needed has been paid

Notice of a perfect redemption 

Come to Jesus,  they say. 

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