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I feel like the first fallen angel. I know how Samael felt. As Lucifer he cursed the stars, at his rainbow’s end There’s no *** of gold. To live out his time; With nothing to gain… Oh my Lord; I could feel that pain. And though it damns me to God, I would heal that pain. When there’s no place left to hide. Nowhere left in my God’s eyes, we surrender to; The deadliest Sin. The Sin Of pride. Would it hurt so much to hold me? Would it cause you so much loss? I know what’s gone wrong And I know who came last But I was so busy with changing the past Then I, I looked to heaven for guidance, And all that I found there was you. This sin was a cold satisfaction We fell where atrocity flew When there’s no place left to hide No place left in my God’s eyes; We surrender to the deadliest Sin. The Sin of Pride.
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Jan 20, 2014
Jan 20, 2014 at 11:51 AM UTC
21st Century, Sin Of Pride.
I feel like the first fallen angel. I know how Samael felt. As Lucifer he cursed the stars, at his rainbow’s end There’s no *** of gold. To live out his time; With nothing to gain… Oh my Lord; I could feel that pain. And though it damns me to God, I would heal that pain. When there’s no place left to hide. Nowhere left in my God’s eyes, we surrender to; The deadliest Sin. The Sin Of pride. Would it hurt so much to hold me? Would it cause you so much loss? I know what’s gone wrong And I know who came last But I was so busy with changing the past Then I, I looked to heaven for guidance, And all that I found there was you. This sin was a cold satisfaction We fell where atrocity flew When there’s no place left to hide No place left in my God’s eyes; We surrender to the deadliest Sin. The Sin of Pride.
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Jan 20, 2014
Jan 20, 2014 at 11:51 AM UTC
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