In this deathbed made of foul loathe and greed,
I embrace myself in heaven's creed...
All the time in the world, I'll give to you
My heart, in your hands, I'll lay...
In this deathbed made of foul loathe and greed,
I embrace myself in heaven's creed...
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I'll fill my hands with thy enemies blood, if it will make you happy in my arms dying. |