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We walk through winter’s halls
Our faces turned to spring now,
Each footstep on our way
Follow the dreams we’re given,
To each and everyone
The promise of forgiveness,
The words we hoped to hear
In sheets of steel riven.
Beyond the love and hate
And things beyond our knowledge,
We stand in aftermath
No need for war or sword,
The light that burns outside
We find inside ourselves,
But blindly we go on
To follow Mary’s word.
See as our faces fade
Like marks made in the sand,
Tyrants and saints as one
Now dust upon our lids,
And all the games we played
The sacred words we read,
Could never satisfy
Like lies we swallowed did.
Note for Michael (because you’ll get it) and anyone else who is interested. Try reading this to the verse melody to Adorations by Killing Joke.