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I want to Die for your sins

Normaly ? Normaly I want to kill myself Not today, Today I want to kill you Take a chance The chance that I am lying That really I really still want to die for your sins Because? This because there is no one to betray me three times before the cock crows No crowd to take me to pilate to be sentenced and no hill to carry my cross when she wipes my face full of blood Just you It is Just you who betrays me for three cocks The only one to test and distract me And I really don't want to die on your hills while you wipe my thoughts from doubt So Take a chance Take a chance that it is the rope over you.

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Book: Shattered Sighs