So cold... cracked frozen veins by nothingness. A sound from an empty room, empty and silent, indelible deadly fear Muted twitters of dying grey birds Muted nocturnal lullaby for thousands of unborn children So cold... Take my hand to dance with tramp winds Take my hand to go far away from here Come, join us to sing For the fallen morbid leaves This path goes to an end So sing by muted breaths And tonight outside from this room, a death angel will sing a song for the Men that are Buried with their dreams And the weeping sky cries for them one more time, again ...and again.
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