Still Born Defect

The prayers are never forgiven
These saints are forced to sleep
A withered redemption
Scorn too final bits of faith
When, the silence takes control
When does this light end?
When does this light end?
When does this light end?
When hope becomes the ancient
The still born defect
Defiled and worthless
Surreal ith redemption
Tear arpart yur grip on faith
When, the silence takes control
When does this light end?
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