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O Ecclesia, BN 64

de Owain Park

I'm playing with a bleeding heart
And so my skins gone red
I've captured our love inside a jar
But I'm still filled with dread
I'm holding out for hope
For dreams I've had that travel beyond
Roads I've crossed

I breath in smoke
And exhale fire
I heard the Sun is getting tired
You'll rue the day I touch the sky
You dream on land in black and white
Your venom lips they kiss to burn
You speak in tongues ill never learn
And I'm at the mercy of the lies
You speak into my veins
And with time I've become paralyzed
I'm trapped inside the maze you wrote
To God I call
I'm wondering how long can angels fall
From heaven?

I breath in smoke
And exhale fire
I heard the Sun is getting tired
You'll rue the day I touch the sky
You dream on land in black and white
Your venom lips they kiss to burn
You speak in tongues ill never learn

And this is holy ground we walk on
The tide is rolling in
There is more here than the gods we deem the punishers of sin
This is holy ground we walk on
The tide is rolling in
There is more here than the gods we deem the punishers of

I breath in smoke
And exhale fire
I heard the Sun is getting tired
You'll rue the day I touch the sky
You dream on land in black and white
Your venom lips they kiss to burn
You speak in tongues ill never learn

This is holy ground we walk on
The tide is rolling in
There is more here than the gods we deem the punishers of-

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