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• Artiste: Dear Ephesus
• Titre: Ichabod
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standing broken naked trapped alone forsaken i can't even comprehend the message i have sent and i have wandered straying amused by all wise sayings cut the rope, i'm swaying where have the days of glory gone you give me something give me something for nothing you give me something give me something for free here lies that barren wasteland you look at me i'm stupid wretched worm that i am so, so undeserving and now my posture is hunched in disarray throw me in the dungheap oh and yet you still love me Ichabod, are you wrestling like Jacob with God the glory has left you, your standing at odds see the eyes of I AM upon you hear the flesh tear, it should be upon you the moon is now out shining bring light to the night walking on disabled wooden crutch for my life where was your glory when i cried last night when i awoke your thunder spoke i stood in wondered fright