Born virgin, a Mary
Candle lights place for offering
Words from kissed lips to God
Prayers from fucked mind in gaol
She’s the sinner she doesn’t want
She’s her shadow denied
From the rumbling outside,
Comes the lightening spark
Beeping her own wrongs
Steps down her lane
Graves downed her lame
Salvation hasn’t arrived
But she seeks the dew
Candle lights place for offering
Words from kissed lips to God
Prayers from fucked mind in gaol
She’s the sinner she doesn’t want
She’s her shadow denied
From the rumbling outside,
Comes the lightening spark
Beeping her own wrongs
Steps down her lane
Graves downed her lame
Salvation hasn’t arrived
But she seeks the dew
Just on her breast
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