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Text: My Dying Bride. And I Walk With Them.

A serpent, it came to me
Right before my eyes
I looked to God way above me
He looked down at my lies

I said, "Oh Lord, please help me
I am on my knees"
"Your path is yours", He told me
"Yours to reap"

A mighty wind did pull me
Tore at my face
My flesh is raped at His hand
I am the world's disgrace

The heaven opened above me
And down God's tears came
Lashing away at my skin
My stinking, rotten frame

I though I'd fought the demons
That roamed above me
I thought I'd slew
Their blood red hands

Their hearts still beat
With all the hatred for me
Their mark still burns
Into my very soul
And I walk with them
They're shadowing my soul