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| And Between the Wasteland and Sky People who sin say this: That they had to, to survive. People who sin say this: It�s too late now to stop. A shadow called sin dogs them steadily from behind. Silently with out a word Remorse and agony are repeated only to end up at despair in the end. But the sinners just don�t know, That if they only turn around, there�s a light there. A light that shines on them ever so warmly. A light that will never fade. |