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The washing hands

from March of the lonely by Martin Grech

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Underneath the outside is the inside,
filled with grief and white lies that he hides.

The wind will carry your thoughts,
into the devil's ear so he might hear.

On his mind the truth lays a burden,
in the lock the key's neck is broken.

The wind will carry your thoughts,
into the devil's ear so he might hear.

Testify against me, I am guilty.
Tell my lie, only truth can release me.

The wind will carry your thoughts,
into the devil's ear so he might hear.
The lonely voice of God,
does not reach here.

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from March of the lonely, released July 3, 2011

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