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The Demon is Mute
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Under the earth
lies a city whose gates
have been ripped off the hinges
iron bars in the dust, tumbleweeds roll
three days and three nights
among shadowy souls
—What did you tell them?
The key is in hand
the lie has been silenced
—the demon is mute
he has nothing to answer
Love, what purpose?
You could have sent a missive
a thought or a prayer
—no one expected
to see your Face there
From the womb to the cross
from the cross to the grave
—where there’s love there is pain
we’ve all been abused in some way
only You know
how deep the cut goes
Love, what purpose?
So we can say
—it’s worth it
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