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The Demon is Mute
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Under the earth
lies a city whose gates
—have been ripped off the hinges
iron bars in the dust, tumbleweeds roll
—You walked in total darkness
beside shadowy souls
Three nights and three days
—what did you say?

The key is in hand
the lie has been silenced
—the demon is mute
he has nothing to answer

Love, what purpose?

You could have sent a missive
a thought or a prayer
—no one expected
to see your Face here

From the womb to the cross
from the cross to the grave
—where there’s love there is pain
we’ve all been abused in some way
only You know
how deep the center goes

Love, what purpose?

So we can say
—it’s worth it

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