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No rea$on to wound me again
I'm much too tired of pleading
I'm bleeding for you
$till you cut me!

four $ea$on$ poignant with change
blind and deafer than dead
what you crave i$ to $tay the $ame
$top and li$ten to me!

there'$ nothing le$$ beautiful
I'm $old, $old
there'$ nothing more pitiful
than $elling the $acred
no!

twi$ted ambition feeding your power
my pain
but I've been bought with a price
and no one can take that away
no, not from me!

there'$ nothing le$$ wonderful
you're $old, $old
there'$ nothing more $ini$ter
than $elling your brother

there'$ nothing more pititful
than $elling the $acred
than $elling your brother
than $elling your Saviour
no!


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