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Evan Bartels
Evan Bartels
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Mother, may I open my eyes? There's a great, big world waiting right outside Mother, may I raise my voice? Do "We the People" have that choice? Mother, may I rest my head Though I did not try my best? Mother, may I sip the wine Though I did not tend the vine? Oh, Death, you can come for me Oh, Death, but you can't comfort me Devil, I do have your name Stuck in my ear and I'm to blame And though I beg you, let me be Devil, you ignore my plea The crown of lies I wear in shame What I would give to try again Oh, Death, you can come for me Oh, Death, but you can't comfort me Well, Jesus, may I have your grace? Jesus, though I hide my face And will you cast my doubts away? Take my sins down to the grave If there is hope then let me see There is life for those like me Oh, Death, you can come for me Oh, Death, but you can't comfort me Oh, death, I will conquer thee
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