way to paint these walls With the colours of my world living deep inside my soul? All that world around me suffocated my will In that grey I slowly
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to paint these walls With the colours of my world living deep inside my soul? All that world around me suffocated my will In that grey I slowly chilled
fall. "Live my words, oh, sacred child. You're soon to leave this She heard her master call.] world defiled." "Then what awaits me my lord?" "Trust me
old And nothing awaits above I am winter, I am death Frozen still, but not dead The blind preach visions of divine glory Of symphonies blessed speak the deaf My
