I feel like a rope that’s unraveling!
I feel like a rope that’s unraveling, from so long suspending this weight!
One I feel I’ve been carrying, all of my days!
Hands red with the hating, that I’ve done!
I’ve disowned Your love, I’ve forsaken Your son!
If this is my portion, if this is my cup
I’ll drink it slowly, every drop
If this is my poison, soon I will know
Oh, flesh of my flesh, oh, bone of my bone
Oh! Flesh of my flesh! Oh! Bone of my bone!
For the blood on my hands, is the blood in my heart!
If hell is other people, me is where I start!
For the blood on my hands, is the blood in my heart, my heart!
A weight of conscious, more profound,
then all my life’s taking of ground,
so as echoes come back, with more empty words
I dawn a beautiful set of emperor’s clothes.
So proud of what a fool I am,
but to the innocent of heart, all I am is naked
so as echoes come back, with more empty words
These echoes come back, these echoes come back!
Echoes come back, with more empty words!
These echoes come back, with more empty words!
These echoes come back, with more empty words!
Your echoes come back, my echoes come back,
my echoes come back, with more empty words...
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