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I steal from the beggar's empty plate Give to the fat man I dance in the halls of the newly insane Pray to god that is vacant again Dark is the shadow Filled with prejudice no pride Worn out unwelcome His truth birthing lies A whisper now speaks what words used to say Fallen from grace Lost in his way Burning bridges light my way Burning bridges light my way And while the rain keeps coming down A rope of hopes too thin to climb The night is closing in We're down the bottom of the well Burning bridges light my way Burning bridges light my way From Letras Mania