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I never believed in a deity

But before your eyes I pray in secrecy

In search of your solace I’ve broken a promise

To never let your sickness get the best of me

And here I stand

In the presence of a dying hand

That was meant to mend

The pieces of a broken man

You feel so cold

You never were supposed to go

I feel your breath

Slipping away

Never had a chance to take

Never had a chance to break

Never had a chance to save you now

I’ve lost myself in the devastation

And the understanding of nature’s condemnation

Now your suffering will go away

But the emptiness is here to stay

It’ll never be the same

It’ll never be the same

You feel so cold

You never were supposed to go

I feel your breath

Slipping away

Never had a chance to take

Never had a chance to break

Never had a chance to save you now

If love kept you alive

Then why the fuck did you have to die?

I never wanted to say goodbye

So why the fuck did you die on me?

Such a solemn savior

Had you suffer within

But why would someone condemn you?

When you had no sin