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In the lightness our love truly shows
But light, it's so scarce to be known
Our guilty and livid bodies
Know nothing but buried fool's gold
We know nothing but buried fool's gold
And to take it you must draw your sword
And with it you cut through the broken
In attempts to save their soul
It's such a hideous and ungodly sight!
So at last I have made up my mind;
I will never put up a fight
It's right that we tuck in our shirts!
It may not save us, but it increases our worth
That's the funny thing about redemption;
It's like you're retired, but still needing to work
When everything has given way,
I will have nothing left here to say
Have we not carried our candles at midday?
I have nothing left here to say