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Sin is beyond endurance,

weeping, vain self-abhorrence.

Even for this, be grateful,

warrant for your existence.

Renounce self-flagellations,

promises, accusations,

both conquest and surrender,

the call of crowds and nations.

...crowds of nations...

...crowds of nations...

Refrain:

Mercy denied forever,

pain's but a vain endeavour,

be what you should be: manly.

Grass in your footsteps ever.

Footsteps ever.

They loved you by their lying,

your lying killed your loving,

therefore the pistol-barrel

aimed at your blank heart dying.

heart dying...

Mercy denied forever,

pain's but a vain endeavour,

be what you should be: manly.

Grass in your footsteps ever.

Footsteps ever...

Footsteps ever...

Footsteps ever...

FOOTSTEPS

Mercy denied forever,

pain's but a vain endeavour,

be what you should be: manly.

Grass in your footsteps ever.

You begged for pity, croaking,

in vain, remember, choking,

and bore yourself false witness

in your own trial's convoking.

Convoking...

Convoking...

They loved you by their lying,

your lying killed your loving,

therefore the pistol-barrel

aimed at your blank heart dying.

Or cast out doctrine's power,

hope true love yet will flower,

doglike, you'd trust whoever

trusted you for an hour.

...an hour...an hour...an hour...an hour