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In Aviate The Saints We Portray

camera lens until the light suspends and seals your fate Step back, let it fall into place. Out of focus, out of place Somehow we fit the frame The saints that we portray

camera lens until the light suspends and seals your fate Step back, let it fall into place. Out of focus, out of place Somehow we fit the frame The saints that we portray