Lyrics
In a flash, the wicked won
Oh the moment seemed so
Moment seemed so clear
I'll rest your weary head beside my own
I will take these clothes and cover you
My dear
God bless your soul, He has not blessed mine
I'm a seizure i'm a flash of light
I'll caress you more
Than fathers of your own i'm the reaper
I'll have your soul
I'll break your holy heart
Till you're lonely and forlorn
With all your oaths you're my heart
My rain, my poison, my fawn
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I will take these clothes and cover you
My dear
God bless your soul, He has not blessed mine