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The weight of the world
Upon me, what do I seek?
The horror of what has been done
The touch of your hand

She was a precious lie
I always dreamed of
Took lust into love

The power behind your eyes
Makes me believe
My faith in you
Can do no wrong
I would crash the gates of hell

Is this where I belong?

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Precious Lie
God Forbid



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