Over the Ocean - The Rich, the Poor, | Текст песни

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THE RICH, THE POOR,



You're coming to judge the living and dead

the rich and the poor are the same in your eyes

You're coming to make these crooked paths straight

and make the wrong things right; turn dark into light




When you're judging these things have mercy on me

I am no better than those I've despised all my life



Have mercy on me



I know you are looking for things that are pure

and I know I am filthy but you're making me clean

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