High in the sky, He chooses to abide. Coming to seek, at that snowy peak. Forever one, we're on the run. Life was fair, his skin is torn. Shedding bits and pieces, we both scorn at the sound of the horn. Forever we lift the sand from the shore. Rise from the ashes from that deep blue core. Inheriting a God, the Elohim's eyes are weak. Forever in debt, in the bottomless pit of despair. Together we preach for those that seek to care. All in all, His wings stretch to the sky. At around that time, I was sacrificed knowing the only thing I could do was lie.
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