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When Do The Damned Believe?
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In the beginning And the sky's a little darker now
The light, a little dimmer now
The life, a little deader now
When do the damned believe?
And the night's a little danker now
The dark, a little deeper now
The death, a little drearier now
When do the damned believe?
And the mirror's reflecting only you
The window, your face and solemn due
The ice, your cold and deadly hue
When do the damned believe?
And the shadows show where I'm not true
The panes of glass, where I cut through
The streaking tears, the wind that blew
When do the damned believe?
And the breaks reveal where I push free
The echo's cry, when you stopped me
The dying breath, for now you see
When do the damned believe.
