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Silhouettes stand against the sky, one in front with a cross held high, has to wash my sins away… I’m tied to Saint Andrews cross, my anklets and wrists restrained. How will I manage to endure my punishment?
Silhouettes stand against the sky, one in front with a cross held high, has to wash my sins away… I’m tied to Saint Andrews cross, my anklets and wrists restrained. How will I manage to endure my punishment?