Cover-up, and Sleep tight


Secrets

are taken to the grave

And that spirit

enters the soul of the wicked

What price to pay

to remain ill

If only one 

could pull it together

Your soul could rest

As sweet as you then were,

sweeter is revenge

that has everything to do with God

Let the magic set in

when the rain begins

Heavy is the sin

that betrays a friend

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