2nd recording
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Sweet memories fade away
Your lighthouse shines with hate all day
Waves come crashing where i stay
As the Ship sinks the fools obey
Writing words in the sand
Like Richard Parker you have taken your stand
Remember to keep your lies close at hand
The tide will wash them from the land
There is nothing left to repair
My ship goes down into despair
I'll get nearer my god to thee
You sent a demon and it came for me
Feed a lion with a lie
The crocodiles shall cry
My soul trapped in a tigers eye
Let's hope that this pig can supply
Let's hope that this pic can supply
There is nothing left to repair
My ship goes down into despair
I'll get nearer my god to thee
You sent a demon and it came for me
You sent a demon and it came for me
I'll get nearer my god to thee
Let's hope this pig can supply
I know your hunger will never be satisfied
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