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Thy Will Be Done
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Mourning Without The Sun
Seated within the ashes* Reflecting on my afflictions Righteously I scrape my flesh This my divine tribulation
Without curse upon the lips Though all of my bones burn with heat As a harp turned to mourning Into the voice of them that weep
This Is The Mourning Without The Sun A Cry Into Congregation Without The Sun
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Those that plow inequity Forever the first to deceive So quick to take what's given Turn their backs when evils received
I have held my tongue Never reproached you Divine providence I will not be moved
Absolved through these afflictions
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