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Continually blessed is her name Creation, bright lights, and planted seeds Illumination Her fingers are some kind of sun The Redeemer slays Pray for those to be saved No man shall be redeemed In fevers heated dream Forever burning in a heart Fire, tindle, ash and cinder Luminaries Her sleep never leads me to dream The redeemer slays Away and any way my blood Its a name because of her Because of her it falls
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Jun 22, 2016
Jun 22, 2016 at 6:10 AM UTC
The Redeemer Slays
Continually blessed is her name Creation, bright lights, and planted seeds Illumination Her fingers are some kind of sun The Redeemer slays Pray for those to be saved No man shall be redeemed In fevers heated dream Forever burning in a heart Fire, tindle, ash and cinder Luminaries Her sleep never leads me to dream The redeemer slays Away and any way my blood Its a name because of her Because of her it falls
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Jun 22, 2016
Jun 22, 2016 at 6:10 AM UTC
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