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Like Gods of the Sun

All Swept Away

Sickness often

Often attends me

I'm ruled by pain

Tortured memories

Burning my brain

Make it end

Killed for nothing

Killed by no-one

I was just a boy

Weak and lonely

Cold and bloody

Give me a hand

Cared by many

But I know none

My life has gone

Rage and anger

Tearing through me
Who's God will pay?

Made me fight for you

Made me die for you

You and your sick God

You hope to be loved

We're All Swept Away

So you can have your day

On blooded knees for you

Heaven calls to you

But I
won't die
without

Without
your
heart

In
my
hand.