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3. “Silver Halls” how could anybody love what i’ve become in this machine? i find all the ends to justify the means decayed from inside though i covered all the flaws that could be seen but light fell on my silver halls treasures stored burned through the walls my daunted soul had settled for less sightless as all hopelessness my heart sounds depravity’s long cry purging mistakes that could be found i gave in with all i had smiling the whole way down the core has long been kept inside only perpetual grace can save me now but light fell on my silver halls treasures stored burned through the walls my daunted soul had settled for less sightless as all hopelessness oh, i sought more oh, got it in less oh, these silver halls, oh, silver halls are a mess i was feeling so lost i was feeling so sad i was betrayed by desire i thought it would take me higher than i’ve ever been before
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