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Children Of The Immaculation
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Walking through the palace courts the King, adorned in pristine jewels of love ~
Virtuous, releasing a dove into the sky that it may fly to find, their place in the sun....
Crushed unto powder and dust to be caught amid the wind these lives; truths story?!
Mixtures of both night and day; throughout the seasons mingled within the mortars
Miry pits of sin that they may know these bricks, just how frail they truly are ~
A windows well; piercing the darkness which permeates, to loose these chains that bind....
Built by the hands in love this breath; reasons, amid puddles of mud they'll rise!?
Castaway; calling from the deep unto these shadows which flee at the presence in lights
Crystallizations to cast into the wind this sin, that it may forever be buried alive ~
Walking through pristines palace courts with the King; virtuous, its place in the sun....
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....“Children of The Immaculation” *
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