Altar (Monday Monday Song #37)

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I sit here before a flickering flame,
flickering with the fragility of a world in pain

This old world is groaning.
Won’t you groan with me?
Maybe our groaning will set us free.

The ocean is salty from the blood, sweat
and tears of the suffering people of the world.
I want to be baptized in that ocean.

This old world is groaning.
Won’t you groan with me?
Maybe our groaning will set us free.

January 4, 1992

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