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The Snow In My HandsI've seen themSo dark Black And yet fine The flower they carry had once been mine Get away from me, man of stories Robe of lies Stay far from me I lie to myself (it's not hurting) I, I need help, but not from you or your father No! Jesus Christ. Who's my saviour? Lose myself in God's death No! I can't bear all this pain I had watched the snow all day Falling. It never lets up All day falling I lifted my voice and wept out loud "So this is life?" |