A Weakened Soul
Modest Mussorgsky
Strange desire
To take without needing
To build the fire
Or die in the flames.
Agnus Dei
Qui tolles peccata mundi
Agnus Dei
Qui tolles peccata mundi
Dona nobus pacem
Agnus Dei
Qui tolles peccata mundi
But now the time has past
I stand alone again
A Weakened Soul