Lord, save me from my sins

I'll confess them all to you

Throw me into that black boxed hell

We'll delve into the truth

I'll weep and beg for another chance

I'll bow my head in shame

You'll tell me it's too late for me

The devil knows my name

I'll plead with you, I'll cry and fight

You'll damn straight to hell

For I'm nothing more than a changleing child

For I'm a sin myself.


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