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Abyssal Wind

Z albumu "Abyssal Wind", 1994


I will hold you in the abyssal wind
Where cold cats lose their emerald eyes
Let me smile again
Everlasting fear of splitting
When everything flows and tightens

I will help you in the stormy season
Mesmerize me with your perfect face
But you don't believe
And you run away from me
When everything slows to standstill

Why's my body so far away from my mind
And my soul is leaving me tonight
To smile and play outside of me
Tomorrow I'll forget everything

I will hug you in the coldest morning
Crystal frost shines upon your hair
The air is so thin, so easily to breathe
Some kind of fever inside you
And your face falls into pieces

Why's my body so far away from my mind
And my soul is leaving me tonight
And drowning, in the morning
In an empty bed

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