Mistakes are made but never forgiven
Soaked in the blood of my sins
Heaven’s gates won't open for me
My days are wasting away
There’s not much time left
I’m on my knees
Take me away
Open the coffin
Throw me in
Bury me in silence
Let the worms take me
Let the worms take me
Cut me open and find my soul
It’s been lost in the sorrow
The memory still haunts me
My days are wasting away
There’s not much time left
I’m on my knees
Take me away
Open the coffin
Throw me in
Bury me in silence
Let the Earth take me
Let the Earth take me
Is there anything left to say
Can I make this better
Can I make it all go away
Take this pain away
Open the coffin
Throw me in
Bury me in silence
Let Him take me
Let Him take me
Let Him take me
About the Creator
Oliver Noah Johnson
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