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Dear father heal my wounds tonight, my hands are crust in filth

You blessed me with your guiding light, now take this pain away

I begged for mercy far too long, I’ve soaked your bed with blood

Your royal servants crowned you king despite the shame you caused.

I turn away from wandering eyes, a drop a white and no more cries

As I fly up to hold you in paradise where we all pay the price

You know it’s true of what they say, some roads lead back to where they came

Is it not enough that I bled for you?

But now I’m through with you,

through with you!

I can’t find truth within these lies;

I can’t escape your wandering eyes

Help me hide from this pain

Help me find faith again

Turn away, cast your gaze from ancient books

I’m the voice of your god you can trust in me And don’t you tell a soul, you’re mine forevermore

I can’t find truth within these lies;

I can’t escape your wandering eyes

Help me hide from this pain

Help me find faith again

I can’t find truth within these lies;

I can’t escape your wandering eyes

Kneel before me and pray

That none find us this way!