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Throw fits like knives across a crowded room
Packed like a freight train, no where to move

Rapture my soul, departed my heart
Rupture my lungs, stopped into start

Hold me still and prepare my soul
There is a black cloud coming just to swallow me whole
I pray you
Hold me still and cleanse me of sin
My Father told me you would come back again

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from Factories Making Factories, released February 6, 2016

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