"departure of spirits"
i wanna be happy again.
living out of my sin.
into the bend of your arm again
is where i long to
be oh lord my soul
cries out for thee
only you can take it away
only you can make the demons
hide like the darkness when near the light
theres a wall between us i dont know where it cam from
we were an open book
but now that book is collecting dust
like the rust on my soul
i beg for cleansing
that only your holy water can give
fill me up god
fill me up!
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