Rotting Christ

You Are I


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When you are sick
I'll be the cure
For your sadness
I'll be the laugh
When you cry
I'll be the tear
The carmine one
so full of fear
When you're down
I'll be the wings
That raise you higher and higher
When you're blind
I'll see for you
I'll see through me
It's strange but true

When you are sick
I'll be the cure
For your sadness
I'll be the laugh
When you cry
I'll be the tear
The carmine one
so full of fear

In a way I shall be unbearden your cross
And i a way you'll feel my pleasure
When I touch you my instant fear
When I am you I feel my death is near

When you are cold
I'll be the fire
That keeps you warm
cremates your dreams
When you sleep
I am in your dreams
Within your soul
and watch your sin

In a way I shall be unbearden your cross
And i a way you'll feel my pleasure
When I touch you my instant fear
When I am you I feel my death is near

When you're in doubt I'll be with you
I've barely fought since I first saw you
When you're weak I'll give you will
The shelter you seek sound to feel

When you hurt
I'll be the pain
The sweet and last
that falls with rain
And when you die
in your pale hands
I will lurk and I will stand
In a way I shall unbearden your cross
And in a way you'll fell my pleasure
When I touch you my instant fear
When I am you I feel my death is near