The Earth is too pure;
fade with death to forget truth
existed elsewhere
The ocean is pure;
Jesus is truth, you, not much
exists before tomorrow
Death purifies sin
a soil tide line
taking the lost home.
The Earth is too pure;
fade with death to forget truth
existed elsewhere
The ocean is pure;
Jesus is truth, you, not much
exists before tomorrow
Death purifies sin
a soil tide line
taking the lost home.
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