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Teksty: With Blood Comes Cleansing. My Help.

When the darness doesn't cease.
I long to feel your peace.
Your arrows falling down to pierce the demons brow.
Your voice echoing loud amongst the thunderous clouds.
God, I need your help now.

So much at one time.
How can this be?
My mind
My love
And My friend.

When the darness doesn't cease.
I long to feel your peace.
Your arrows falling down to pierce the demons brow.
Your voice echoing loud amongst the thunderous clouds.
God, I need your help now.

Unwanted things inside my mind.
Does absence make the heart grow fonder?
I miss her sweet face, her sweet face, in eternity's brace.

When the darness doesn't cease.
I long to feel your peace.
Your arrows falling down to pierce the demons brow.
Your voice echoing loud amongst the thunderous clouds.
God, I need your help now.
With Blood Comes Cleansing