Take not my soul, but take my life.
Cut out my soul with thy bloodied knife.
Squeeze it in thy lifeless hands,
Kill me now right where I stand.

Thou hath finally come for me
As I cast out my sorrow out over the sea.
A plea for help, a cry for thee,
A life of sadness - this is me.

So take my life, dear child of mine.
Let thy evil forever shine.
Hear my endless tearful call.
Answer my silent waterfall.

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