Lirieke: I, Sleepwalker. This Time John Wayne Doesn't Ride Into The Sunset With Grace Kelly.

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She knew no end much like the ocean's floor
Her soul rang out forever
As our prayers are lifted up
And we cry into the sky

Check yourself with us at the floor

Speak to me ghosts of hell
Tell me where I went wrong
Deborah please don't leave

I knew I did no wrong with the end of this bullet and your forked tongue

It's got no beat to me

We pray
Up to the sky I made my plea
With the edge of the knife
Speak to me
Ghosts of hell tell me where I went wrong

Sons of war what have we become?

We won't be that unmarked grave