Nightwish
Kuolema Tekee Taiteilijam (ingles)
Death makes an artist
Only once I could see my dream
Didn't feel the smallness under the stars
Once I got bars in my cradle
As a prisoner I write a letter from there
My Lord, to you, let me become what my child thinks I am
In you is the beauty of the world, of which death made me an
artist
My Lord, to you, let me become what my child thinks I am
My own heaven I created here
Let me get away
My own heaven I created here
Let me get away
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