Battered and torn
still I can see the light
Tattered and worn
but I must kneel to fight
Friend of mine
what can't you spare
I know some times
it gets cold in there
Hope is alive
while we're apart
only tears
speak from my heart
break the chains
that hold us down
and we shall be
forever bound
Beauty that
we left behind
how shall we
tomorrow find
Set aside
our weight in sin
so that we
can live again
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