When I was very young
I wanted to be a saint
I would preserve my innocence
And slowly penetrate the world
I would be a messenger of peace
And a disgrace to evil men
And taken out and tortured
And hung upon a stake
When I was still a child
I took these horrors to my heart
I knew the fairy tales were real
Of which the earth was just a part
I knew my angel would guide me
And give me the courage to feel
In myself the whole world's soul
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