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i've this sinking feeling i'm before Your throne and these songs i have been singing well they're empty in my throat as this plate comes by i realize i'm close to the fire but i'm still cold and what once was juice and crackers now becomes my only hope { this cup is not enough i must be washed in Your sweet blood and stale bread it just won't do tonight oh and in my unworthy state i kneel before Your loving grace and wish that i could see Your face in mine} i am reeling, realization i'm before Your throne and deserving condemnation You make mine your own could this be my true communion You and i here face to face if i'm dreaming let me dream, oh let me never ever wake {chorus} From Letras Mania