Of The Son – Father Of A Whorish Creation lyrics
Father God, I am a lost child
I miss the comfort of your outstretched arms
I pray that one day we will be one again
Will we ever be one again?
Jesus Christ, Abba Father
I'm ready to come home
Save me
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