So much sound out side, so silent on the inside
So much to see on the ground, so very little under
So very loud out there in the world
So silent, down there, six feet under
Who ever you are, who ever you were
All is lost to the clock that measured
Can you see the landscape through your soul?
See the lightning and hear the thunder
Do not worry, we all feel like that
All in good time, when the world has ended
Be it by one of time or blight, we all will go
To the place of warmth, and the whitest snow...
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Kuuntelin Adrian Von Zieglerin kappaletta My black rose youtubessa, ja sanat vain alkoivat virtaamaan. Tämän se kappale irrotti minusta..
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