Do Take His Place, Do Take My Hand
Do take his place, do take my hand
I’m hurt and thrown down,
Chained to an imaginary wall
My veins have spread
And I am purely blood,
All looking for a place to replenish
But without a heart,
Dirty liquid runs through this body
Do take my heart, do put it back
Do take his place, do take my hand
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