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his body
over his body I stood well he died
over his body I stood and I cried
over his body I stood with my pride
my sweet one you have died by my hand
you trusted me you did and you died
lies are what you filled me with
you died as my soul did so I bid
you a goodbye and I will to you
wean I go down to hell
over his body I stood and I cried
over his body I stood with my pride
my sweet one you have died by my hand
you trusted me you did and you died
lies are what you filled me with
you died as my soul did so I bid
you a goodbye and I will to you
wean I go down to hell
Published 28th Sep 2014
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