Talk is very cheap
My soul is yours to keep
You are the Shepard we are the sheep
Your loving hand rocks me gently to sleep
Now as I kneel down and weep
In my perfect nature my sin starts to seep
My life is nothing but a filthy heap
I'm nothing more than a worthless creep
I've sunk so low I fell in too deep
Over the valley of death I tried to leap
The hill I'm climbing is way too steep
"Satan" tries to
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