Go out by the lake
It's a peaceful place
Which knife do I take
Cut into endless space
Something In The Way
Playing on repeat
Finally it's today
I can't feel the heat
The day has passed
The light is gone
Blood stains the grass
I'm finally home
All this I've rehearsed
But something's in the way
No ride in the hearse
Waiting for Messiah's day
- John Lee
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