Be my absolution
Be my absolution
Be the one who changes my ways
My ears are cinder, just add water
Make a resolution
Make a resolution
Ancient are the months, the days
Not at all mine, she's your daughter
End my destitution
End my destitution
Locked in a never-ending maze
Walking endlessly, sway and totter
and in a way we can't escape, but do we really desire such a fate? No, we don't. Because we die daily, and we mistake pain for pleasure. Maybe we will get a clue and turn our pain and suffering into His glory. Because that is what it was meant to be in the first place.
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