The Blood Divine - Sensual Ecstacy
The nails are dug in hard
Like the walls around my head
For the fear in my reflection
A wry grin I bear
Prayer
See the man of solitude
With weary eyes, with head in hands
To the fear in his reflection
A wry grin he bears
And to the fear in his religion
A wry grin he bears
While he speaks prayers
Like the walls around my head
For the fear in my reflection
A wry grin I bear
Prayer
See the man of solitude
With weary eyes, with head in hands
To the fear in his reflection
A wry grin he bears
And to the fear in his religion
A wry grin he bears
While he speaks prayers
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