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Every wicked hour

For every living soul

For my pain that shatters

Shadows me down to my grave

I’m lashed by grief and I’m killing me

Help me please

Take my hand

Blow air into my soul

Pour blood into ma vein

Fill me up with your pain

The soul is crying

Calling your name

Your filthy name

you can’t hear the cry

You can’t answer the prayers

You’re dead my love!