Let the downpour wash
Our sins of past,
Let the freshness be, the guide
To a rising belief.
Forgive the promises
That could not be,
Within and unto thee, may it reach
From a heavy heart, a silent cry.
The universe and thy kingdom
Belong to no one,
But the rebellious mind, still feels
This despair must die.
Our sins of past,
Let the freshness be, the guide
To a rising belief.
Forgive the promises
That could not be,
Within and unto thee, may it reach
From a heavy heart, a silent cry.
The universe and thy kingdom
Belong to no one,
But the rebellious mind, still feels
This despair must die.
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