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Lyrics: Luti-kriss. Throwing Myself. Catharsis.


I'll Carry it out
Your will it will be done
Bathe my feet amongst the wicked
Washing my mind in you alone
Injecting my soul with red words
Building a structure
Through your hands
My name's in the book
Weak spine, no more
Luti-kriss