The storm became a gentle rain Healing waters ease the pain All is not the same as before Turn my heart into stone I came in search of forgiveness To atone for all of my sin The burden that I will carry is buried within me And woe is me... for I am he Who suffers hard... for my sin Please dont forget me or my sin The wind has died, the earth is still A cold and empty place to fill And all I have are memories Tell me where have you gone? I go in search of the answer To question all that I see And all I find is darkness... why must it be? And woe is me... for I am he Who suffers hard... for my sin Dont forget me
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