You call me to prayer
With a voice
The holiest of men bow down toward
You leave me trembled
Grasping for air
Willpower shaken
Like the grounds have torn
I escape to the lord
Who promises
Safety and grace
As long as I commit
And my life's' alms are sworn
And still I am haunted
In that place
Where your eyes and sweet smile adorn.
With a voice
The holiest of men bow down toward
You leave me trembled
Grasping for air
Willpower shaken
Like the grounds have torn
I escape to the lord
Who promises
Safety and grace
As long as I commit
And my life's' alms are sworn
And still I am haunted
In that place
Where your eyes and sweet smile adorn.
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