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Digging,
the dirt is cold.
My hands are stiff,
the mere smell makes me recoil.
A taste of disgust,
a vile stench,
an empty shell.
Hiding my face in shame,
I wish I didn't have to see.
Waves of regret breaking over me.
This can't be me!
I can see myself running
through unknown landscape.
Bloody trails behind me,
my lungs are burning.
A constant flow of blood

Carry me... This is My pain.
...back to the source. And I will carry it.
Carry me... This is My burden.
...to my Father. And I will carry it.

The light still torments me.
In the lowest pit, in the darkness,
in the deep.
Here was my refuge
until the day break
and the shadows flee away.

To wake up, to see,
to leave behind, starting to walk.
I leave death behind.
A pale reflection of light.
I can see the darkness fading
I close my eyes.
In the lowest pit,
in the darkness,
int the deep.
Here was my refuge
until the day break
and the shadows run away.

Footsteps in a distance,
I dare not look,
hiding my face in the shadow.
You are there,
In the steps in the blood.
Everything is there,
the filth covers me no more.

Carry me... This is My pain
...back to the source. And I will carry it
On my knees... This is My burden.
...to my father. You don't need to carry it

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