Slayer

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Burdened by a heavy heart, full of penitence

In the holiest of waters, hands full of blood  he rinse

And he sense the coming of a storm

It will leave him like the world before creation, without form

Lord will he mourn for those he executed

Seems he is well suited for the sound of horns

He knows not says the king with the crown of
thorns

And he will be baptized in those same waters and reborn

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