In shadows deep, where whispers shiver, My sins entwined, a silent river. Holy water’s plea, a cleansing rain, To wash away the stains of my bane.
In shadows deep, where whispers shiver, My sins entwined, a silent river. Holy water’s plea, a cleansing rain, To wash away the stains of my bane.
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