From the recording dispatch from purgatory

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Lyrics

Sins of the Father

Sins of the father, are they also the sons
When the old man is quiet will those sins be undone

Whatever way I was meant to be
Is it fate, is it destiny
If I could would I choose to change
Or would I remain the same

Sins of the mother, are they also the childs
Raising the roof on Fridays, absolution on Sunday

Whatever way I was meant to be
Is it fate, is it destiny
If I could would I choose to change
Or would I remain the same

A thousand generations, running through my veins
A thousand generations
Will I meet the same kind of fate

Sins of the father, are they also the childs
When the old man grows quiet will the child now grow wild

Whatever way I was meant to be
Is it fate, is it destiny
If I could would I choose to change
Or would I remain the same


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words and music JCJ