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Sometimes it feels like I don't have a heart Just a rock or a stone that's been torn apart Oh, you told me it hurts... But you never told me it burns

Bring the infant, who speaks in tounge An exorcism, shall soon be done Bannish the evil, that rules this child I hope the priest will hurry to come We

Bring the infant, who speaks in tounge An exorcism, shall soon be done Bannish the evil, that rules this child I hope the priest will hurry to come We