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Şarkı Sözleri At seventeen I heard my calling To suffocate with my embrace Murder ten to save a hundred Drown the whole world in my faith From a long line I descended Immaculate, an empty womb And the spur is desperation Maybe God is desperate too In watermarks and lonely places A private measurement of time In made up names and blacked out faces I will trace my blood line