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The InnocentsBless other killings, love your butcherAnd crawl into the grave! …One by One, One by One we’ll falling into the blame! Look in this perfect grace the fall Of these burning skies: you’ll never see anything you’ll never see anything as …when We are Innocents! …when We are Innocents! Rose-Garden in flames: another dream of glory dead? Let the children learn the evil, condemn them, so, for this… …One by One, One by One they fall into the blame! Look in this perfect grace the fall Of these burning skies: you’ll never see anything you’ll never see anything as …when We are Innocents! …when We are Innocents! You starving child Take off your eyes On our altar of the Faith! You smiling child Take off your eyes ‘cause in esence… We are innocence! We are innocence! Holiness keepers grease steel arms Foretasting heavenly gifts… Once more pain Once more shame: Celebrations of your Defeat! Look in this perfect grace the fall Of there darkened skies And, so, put out your innocence… Oh, We are Innocents! Oh, We are Innocents! You, starving child Take off your eyes On our altar of the Faith! You smiling child Take off your eyes ‘cause in esence… We are innocence! We are innocence! |