Let the bell ring and make me shiver with the memory of thy voice,
Let me shed my soul in the blanket of sorrow, coz HE shall realise the loss of my innocense.
Let HIM mention my name with DISGRACE, coz I never acknowledged his authority.
Let the sniffing angel unbolt, and let me hold his needle while he joyfully stiches my heart.
Let HIM make the Sun shine and shower the holy fire to burn the bare skin,
deep till it reaches and enlightens the soul,
to libreate the holy subject identified as HIM,
leaving me to rest and smile at HIS mercy.
Let me shed my soul in the blanket of sorrow, coz HE shall realise the loss of my innocense.
Let HIM mention my name with DISGRACE, coz I never acknowledged his authority.
Let the sniffing angel unbolt, and let me hold his needle while he joyfully stiches my heart.
Let HIM make the Sun shine and shower the holy fire to burn the bare skin,
deep till it reaches and enlightens the soul,
to libreate the holy subject identified as HIM,
leaving me to rest and smile at HIS mercy.
Am I still Smiling
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