My Sin
Redeemer's sin and sin's delight,shall take from her
in screams this night.
Pain shant come in only waves
and pain shall sing
this dormant grave.
Redeemer's sin and sin's delight
all obscured in morning's light.
Sorrows watch, wash over me,
accounts for naught to covet naught
to silence thee.
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