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Ignorance
Unmerciful pain
Brought forth unto souls
With a blood stain
There arose a great power
And the purest lamb was slain
This great power destroys all
Innocence
And abides in the heartache of
Repentance
I cry aloud to thee
Upon my weary knee
I don't understand
What is wanted from me
Leave me to die
If this knowledge you won't take
For I've died alone too many times
For your mistake
I know not in this life
What I've done before
Yet I now choose ignorance
Over what this life is for
Brought forth unto souls
With a blood stain
There arose a great power
And the purest lamb was slain
This great power destroys all
Innocence
And abides in the heartache of
Repentance
I cry aloud to thee
Upon my weary knee
I don't understand
What is wanted from me
Leave me to die
If this knowledge you won't take
For I've died alone too many times
For your mistake
I know not in this life
What I've done before
Yet I now choose ignorance
Over what this life is for
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