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The River Runs Red
THE RIVER RUNS RED It's all coming back to me There’s is no turning back for me Yes I did it; I did the unthinkable Now that it is hunting me; it's not solvable I should have listened; should have seen this coming Now, I'm stuck and don't know if I should be running Oh! I'm finished, there's no hiding place for me I'm so deep in this mess of mine; there's no help for me I should have left the Pandora's box closed; how foolish I was Now, I'm thinking right but can't restore it back to how it was I desecrated the very clean water of life running in my life Now, it's all soiled and dirty; should I be running for my life? Should I stay behind and flush this very of mine? Oh no! What a mess! I have lost all the gold in my mine It was but no longer as it is; I'm clean no more Who will I confide in now? I have friends no more My loss, my pain, I will have to find a new path The river has run red; I will have to follow the dark path I can't be saved; I'm dammed and far beyond redemption Now, with blood flowing down the dam; hell is my place of reception.
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