Die fear, when you calve something
die fog,
cry the trunk of fame
too often I
count, yes, often I count
often I
sleep alone
as so many
times before
crack the
room together
with nobody
else.
Yeah
yeah yeah
yeah
yeah yeah!
Who sees
the severed
who sees
time running out
too often I
count, yes, often I count
when will I
see the end
on the
twelfth stroke
another
wave rolls
into the
abyss.
Yeah
yeah yeah
yeah
yeah yeah!
On the
twelfth stroke
another
wave rolls
into the
abyss.
Yeah
yeah yeah
yeah yeah
yeah!
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