antediluvian
Tear me apart and find my hiding spot
Make me understand why this blood
Won't wash off my hands, you preach
I listen, you screeching,you call preaching
You wait to inhale me, I stay where I am
I don't scream, the blood rushes through
You find me when I'm at my most sinful
Saying that only God can save me
Doesnt mean he will.
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