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Tiamat - Cold Seed Tiamat - Cold Seed | Autor hudby: Tiamat |
What heals our snow-blind weary eyes
When all stars are slain by fiery skies
And every word upon your spiraling cross
Is but a misled sun, a bitter loss
Inject us out of here
All I asked for was a little love
But from my hands flew the maiden dove
While clouds like cotton snow-white sheep
Still calm beside their shepherd sleep
Inject us out of here
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