Stand by me for keeps
My lord
I cry to you
Like how I pray from my deepest depths
My lord
I cry to you
Bending over the prayer mat
With a tilak on my forehead
The cross kissing my lips
To inflict upon you
My emanating torture of devotion
How do u save yourself?
I want to know
How will you save yourself
From my passionate sea of devotion
You will have to give yourself up to me
One day, forever
I shall arouse your emotion.
This really isn’t an aberration
I torture you but to seek
Your divine light to lead my path.
For I less know of myself
Even less of my survival
In these crises of faith.
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