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(ooh-ooh-ooh) You were my patron,
my dearest friend
(my friend) But you left me cold at the bitter end
I called your name through the pouring rain
No holy hand to ease the pain
Maybe you watched from your silent sky
(why?) To make me stand,
to make me try
Now I can walk through the dark alone
No longer leaning on your throne
(gently fading) (alone...)