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You called my name,
And I heard Your every word,
As clear as day,
But I was blinded by the sun,
You crawled through shame,
And did not wake with us at dawn.
You said it's worth it all the same; your blood is glistening.
I hear whispers, coming from the trees and,
Haunting me for good.
They're echoing Your words, forcing my attention,
Deeper through Your pain, it illuminates my life.
Your death is not,
Lost on me,
But my hearing tends to fall short,
And I want to be listening.
Deny, deny,
Deny Your voice,
My lips; they froze,
Your words were louder all the same,
They beat Your face,
And tried to take away Your voice,
But you still chose to say my name.
You still chose to say my name.
You still chose to say my name.
And I still denied Your name.
Deny.
Deny.
Deny.
I hear whispers, coming from the trees and,
Haunting me for good.
They're echoing Your words, forcing my attention,
Deeper through Your pain, it illuminates my life.
Your death is not, lost on me,
But my hearing tends to fall short.
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