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To pay for my wrongs
I'm sent to the block
Take up my cross
Onto the slab of rock

Griffin, I ask
You to spread your wings of glass
Silhouette against the heavens
Where I can breathe my last

Call for relief. Cry from on high
For the priest. Cannot deny
My deeds, nor will I try
My life's a debt to your homicide

I would rather be an honest sinner
Than a lying hypocrite
Take my soul, oh silver shimmer
Harpy on the wing

Yes, I did strike a blow
As always, that's love-hate
But I really didn't know
I was about to kill my mate

What the hell have I done?
Why couldn't I've been wise?
With this guilt I can't live on
Not on earth nor in the skies

Call for relief. Cry from on high
For the priest. Cannot deny
My deeds, nor will I try
My life's a debt to your homicide

I would rather be an honest sinner
Than a lying hypocrite
Take my soul, oh silver shimmer
Harpy on the wing

Don't look at me like that
Countenance awash
So far and no further
You will feel my wrath
I batter you the way I do
The hard and bitter truth
Unlike my best friend's soul
My face reflects when the water's smooth
Unlike my best friend's soul
My face reflects when the water's smooth
Oh, what a disgraceful life
Of violence I have lived
Your dead right image of mine
It's time to set myself adrift

Solo – Alvin

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