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They will never find my hiding

Bound to carry this weak mind

Into the mirror I infect my pin

My reflection it ain't too nice

Instead of white soul I see dark lies

Nothing to hide 'cause

The one sees it all

Wish I could be hunting souls

Like the Apostols did in their time

Eternal spirit descent from the heavens on us

Heart impaled, it hurts!

It inflames to be powerless

Feed my spirit!

Deep inside I want to have

My soul on fire

No one can take this wish from me

It's mine whispers in the night!