Dark and deep.
Hidden are the secrets to keep.
No justice-no peace is true.
Especially with a dead child or two.
A killers touch...dark and deep.
A reapers soul to keep.
Haunting the families broken heart.
Torturing and ripping their spirits apart.
Mourning dark and deep.
Tears flowing from the hidden creek.
Went from five to three.
Heavenly babies belong to thee.
Escaping the dark and deep.
The abyss of cold and tears of weap.
Torn down from the mountain top.
Oh Lord, make the crying stop.
I see the dark and deep...
I can not sleep.
The fog of gloom and doom shows it's light.
Through the forest of sorrows sight.
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