Κυριακή 9 Σεπτεμβρίου 2012
The past was yours but the future's mine
I hear you knocking at my door and I can't sleep at night.
Your face, it has no place,
No room for you inside my house I need to be alone.
Don't waste your words I don't need anything from you.
I don't care where you've been or what you plan to do.
I am the resurrection and I am the light.
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