Hold to me
Not to this world
for there is nothing
in this world
that you can prove
beyond my ever steel-strong love
that has done all feats
of heroic power
of heroic power
Can't you see
my eyes of tenderness
staring up under the anvil
--should have fallen on your head
You see it still,
you feel its wind
its bitterness has touched you,
But do not strive,
do not clutch
do not
be Afraid
I've paid.
It cleaved my skin
pierced
ran my blood
sunk
into my soul
-It is not your woe-
Let go
You see but the shadow
burned still
into
your flesh's
sight
A retinal haze seen from the alter
you
you
should
have died on
The one I
cut you from
cut you from
-this Word is sharp-
Before, After, and Forever.
Look into my eyes
you are free

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