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Oh impetuous emptied soul!
Stepping on burning hot coal
With my hands on my face
I find everything i see a disgrace
Black and mire darken the dart
that will soon be shot in my heart
What pity oh pity do i have of me?
Or where is the pity that thou see?
I hide my appearance before all people
like a cloud hanging down on a church steeple
Find the pain growing worse and worse
Like the devil making me feel the full curse
within my wounds of fear and pain
Im growing weary im growing insane
I need your helping arm
your arm with no harm
giving me the strength
giving me the strength
giving me the strength
giving…me….the…strength…to go on..............
Stepping on burning hot coal
With my hands on my face
I find everything i see a disgrace
Black and mire darken the dart
that will soon be shot in my heart
What pity oh pity do i have of me?
Or where is the pity that thou see?
I hide my appearance before all people
like a cloud hanging down on a church steeple
Find the pain growing worse and worse
Like the devil making me feel the full curse
within my wounds of fear and pain
Im growing weary im growing insane
I need your helping arm
your arm with no harm
giving me the strength
giving me the strength
giving me the strength
giving…me….the…strength…to go on..............