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Faith

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by Raven_Williams

by Raven_Williams

Balder is like my dead uncle.

Oh Hecate, create the shadow to his light.

For we cannot survive without both.

My uncle is like Balder, dead uncle.

Oh mother of dark, carry your torch.

Shelter me from the wicked again.

The process of life is near, always.

I burn this picture for you, the fire being light, going to you, father.

Looked in the past.

You look just like him.

I waited for you.

My dear uncle, I've rediscovered my god cos' of you.

I lost my faith cos' of you!

I found it because of you!

Holy god, shine your daylight in my face.

Hecate, guide me through this dark.

Merci, déjà vu.

Avez-vous le bon merci?

Je savent Francis, comment â propos vous?

Merci, déjà vu.