There after the fallen praise,
it faded with the final sunset
Christ your wounds burn deep,
With each dying faith, The strong
Will cleanse its earthly form
Mezmeazma you bring new life
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There after the fallen praise,
it faded with the final sunset
Christ your wounds burn deep,
With each dying faith, The strong
Will cleanse its earthly form
Mezmeazma you bring new life