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Holy Mother
Holy Death I lay my burden on your feet I’m dropping my coat I’m walking naked Offer to your sight My lost soul Who can’t take it anymore Holy Mother Holy Death Lift up your arm and let down your scythe As with you we are equal Welcome me I am so cold Hear my voice Bless my faith Marushka - 28th October 2021 (translated from French)
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