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rain... render my surrender replenish, refurnish the house was occupied there is no seeing through it her vision was blurred wait lets start over it was all a game I lost she took my peace and ran a far cry from pestilence... on angels wings it descended I thought I was wrong why couldn't I see it for what it was? a twisted web lies behind every page how many times will I weep this song? how many lies will I hide behind? parting with such dementia my sweet bathsheba... forgotten... Aus Songtexte Mania