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They Want It Darker
00:03:21
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| If you want it to be, I'm out of this game. | |
| If you are the dealer, I'm broken and lame. | |
| Thine is the glory, blessed is thy name. | |
| They want it darker, they kill the flame It's our holy name, in his human frame | |
| A million candles burning for the love that came They want it darker | |
| Send me Send me | |
| you There's a lover in this story, the story is the same. | |
| A lullaby for suffering, a paradox to gain. | |
| It's written in the scriptures, not some idle claim. | |
| They want it darker, they crush the flame. | |
| They're lining up the martyrs, the rabbis take their aim. | |
| Consulting with the demons, they hash the plot and game. | |
| A license and permission to murder and to maim. | |
| You want it darker? It's dark enough. | |
| Send me! | |
| Send me! | |
| Can the force be denied? | |
| It's our holy name. | |
| you In his human frame, a billion candles burning for the love that came. | |
| They want it darker. | |
| they crash the plane if you are the dealer I'm out of the game | |
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He May Send Me
00:00:30
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| If you are the healer, I'm broken and lame. | |
| Thine is the glory, blessed is thy name. | |
| They wanted darker. | |
| They killed the plane. | |
| He may be. | |
| Here am I, Lord. | |
| He may be. | |
| Send me. Send me. | |