SHE BROUGHT YOU OIL, THE PUREST GIFT SHE HAD
YOU WASHED HER SOUL WITH HER TEARS
THOUGH MORE THAN A THOUSAND YEARS HAVE PASSED
I STILL WEEP AT HOW MUCH THAT WOMANíS JUST LIKE ME HOW MUCH I WANT TO BE

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AT YOUR FEET, WHERE I FEEL YOUR SPIRIT COVER ME
AND THE DARKEST OF MY SINS, THEY ARE FORGIVEN WHAT WOULD YOU ASK OF ME, I'D GIVE UP EVERYTHING JUST SO I CAN BE AT YOUR FEET

I KNOW ONE DAY I WILL OPEN UP MY EYES
TO THE WONDERS OF HEAVEN FORETOLD
AND I'LL SEE THAT GLORIOUS MANSION ON HIGH
BUT I'LL BE CONTENT JUST TO SEE YOUR FACE
IF I CAN JUST FIND MY PLACE

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