The oil press (исполнитель: My epic)

I swore I would never walk away
But you knew we were in the dawn [bad word] Oh the unbelief, the prideful insecurities that speak
They hush the You in me, oh forgive me, please forgive me

How many limbs do you need?
Well I can't be your hands cause I cut off my feet
And I'm haunted by memories and phantom unease
Of moments I've wasted and lies I've believed

And where else would I go? With every mercy you have shown
I'm fearing this harvest I have sown and my time is so short so please make it yours

You wept in the garden when you knew your fate
And the weight of man's redemption was a burden you were soon to take
How can love be silent while his brothers fade
So there are times when heaven sends a saint to [bad word] 
I need to be the body
I'm meant to be the blood
But how can they partake if
I [bad word] from this cup

You wept in the garden when you knew your fate
And the weight of man's redemption was a burden you were soon to take
Love cannot be silent while his brothers fade
So these are times when heaven sends a saint through [bad word] 
Awaken me
Oh please, help me believe
You are all that I need
Please God, help them believe
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