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You cover me! I am spent and with death you paid my ransom For the witness of your word To bring them is the jackal's sin Oh, the eyes of death are upon me And the watchman takes his toll If the river runs dry it will never take us home With idle minds unconscious as the hunter stalks his prey His eyes, his eyes are locked on me You cover the darkest part of me With a look that's sure to set the captives free Oh, make way for I am not the redeemer Nor do the mountains fall in my name But with slightest cry, my hunter You will fail to reach your prey Still with idle minds unconscious As the hunter stalks his prey His eyes, his eyes are locked on me You cover the darkest part of me With a look that's sure to set the captives free With love that the blindest eyes will see You cover the darkest part of me Letras de cancionesAs I am met with travesty And I am broken and I am empty And through it all I can see your face With words unspoken I hear your voice and I see the hand, the hand that writes it all You've called the wind to show its worth You've called the sun to brag about its warmth Because you are the writer Because you are the soul of the world You cover the darkest part of me With a look that's sure to set the captives free With love that the blindest eyes will see You cover the darkest part of me Because you are the writer From Letras Mania