Late at night when the moons arise
And I can’t be bothered to sleep
I decide to roam
This faithful path on the way to the church
Where the leaves have started to wilt
I am not my own
Go!
Pray!
I know the air is thin
Believe me
I know all of your sins
You arise in the middle of the night
In a panic with a fever and a sweat
He has arrived
Clutching your fists and grinding your teeth
But it’s not effective for your fate
Your fate is now
Go!
Pray!
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