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Give me this, my saving grace
There is no mercy in this place I'm all alone and I need to know Will I stay or will I go? Give me this, an Act of God Burning, hit the lightning-rod Kill me quick for what I did Innocence lost and bodies hid Give me this, my final mile I will walk it in a while Death for death, or so they say To kill the killer of the day
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