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			<title>Emmanuel</title>
			<description>They call him Emmanuel	Sacrificial lamb-&amp;nbsp;From his wrists-He will wash the people with his bloodRinsing my fingerprints off their soulsThrough dark eyes I watch his face,Worshipped in his mangerSo sweet, little baby, sleep-Blink those child eyelashes&amp;nbsp;Like you don't know you're KingNot today..</description>
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			<title>Still I Cry</title>
			<description>Still I cry,Raging like the Thunder-Lightning static from my eyesEnergy pulsing in my veins,&amp;nbsp;These wings break at your mightStill I cry-How selfish am I-To climb your throneWith fury swirling around me-Cloaked in DarknessDetermination-My fault, But I-Still I cry-How sadistic am I-Fail to conque..</description>
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			<title>Icarus</title>
			<description>Icarus, lend thy angel wings,For the Lord's choir softly sings,God's wrath rain'th upon me,Flew too close to his glory,His power melted my angel form,Fell from Heaven by bitter scorn,Icarus, do lend me so,Cast to the Earth ages ago,Icarus, Have you not but tried?Take the leap and see if you can fly-</description>
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			<title>Twisted Wings</title>
			<description>Twisted wings, like rose thorns-&amp;nbsp;Intertwining around my chest-Tightening my blood with angerBroken wings, wicked with desire-Reaching for clenched fists-And eyes that burn with fire-Gnarled wings, poisoned with hate-Embracing a cold body-And a burning heart-I am reborn a structure one cannot co..</description>
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