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Faust: Mother and Child in Winter lyrics

Blood is drawn up from the well
Secret signs brought the crimes right to your door
An innocent guilty as hell

Oh, the cot is open wide
Damp with milk and honey
Gone the mother and the child
In Jesus name

Oh, the cot is open wide
Damp with milk and honey
Gone the mother and the child
In Jesus name

Should they be waiting there on my return
I may run into their arms
Walking on a razor's edge unconcerned
Game is lost again, I'll never learn

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