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Salt around this temples feeding mire.
I walk behind the yellow rose within my floral church.
My lord please guide my hand away from pain away from hurt.

I knew I'd find my way back to that undulating path.
My loved ones have scattered, turned to dust and turned to cold ash.
I walk behind the yellow rose within my floral church.
My lord please guide my hand away from pain away from hurt.

And where was our savior when we sank so deep into the river.
When we broke through the sky and could smell the singe of our feathers.
And our father seemingly not there surrounds us in his supposed love.
But running from him hand in lustful hand.
He said beware the serpent now I have shed the skin of man.

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