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My church is not of silver and gold
Its glory lies beyond the judgement of souls
I hear you weep so far from me
And I taste your tears like you’re next to me
And I know my weak prayers are not enough to heal
Your ancient wound so deep and so dear
Its glory lies beyond the judgement of souls
I hear you weep so far from me
And I taste your tears like you’re next to me
And I know my weak prayers are not enough to heal
Your ancient wound so deep and so dear
Ville Valo
