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words and music
cross.eps
you run for shelter when a storm brews in his eyes
a constant struggle in a loveless sacrifice
through the walls you hear his voice call your name
the servant of God, a disciple in the devil’s game

you wanted love—did you think you’d find it here
close your eyes and pray to God he won’t come near
it’s death you want but only Hell comes through the door
did he not promise he wouldn’t touch you anymore

     this is not love, there’s no love inside these walls
     this is not love, there’s no love inside these sacred walls

you light your candles and watch your prayers drift away
you look around you what will the other children say
dry your eyes, cast away guilt ridden shame
realize that you’re not the one to blame

hush my child don’t wake up mom
don’t you know night’s almost gone
turn around and close your eyes
hush my child don’t be afraid
father’s child beside him laid
turn around and close your eyes
songs