.Thy kingdom come has come undone
On the cross, your only son
For the hills the peasants run
The trap is set, the web is spun
Like moths to the flame, I succumb to temptation
I take it in vein
Decayed, withered away, our golden years
Spent tilling our graves
The seven .
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