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Above the raging screams, my Lord, my voice is too small to hear,
The endless noise it haunts my dreams as the sound draws ever near,
And Lord, I try, to lift my voice above the growing fear,
But above the raging screams, my Lord, my voice is too small to hear.
The endless noise it haunts my dreams as the sound draws ever near,
And Lord, I try, to lift my voice above the growing fear,
But above the raging screams, my Lord, my voice is too small to hear.
Not really sure what brought this on - but doesn't it ever feel like no one can hear you, even when you've always been calling them?
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