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Souls at Zero - text


No seed will grow of this barren earth.
Our hope unborn has died.
I've slept in the dirt under the light
of the moon and I know our souls have perished.

Calling to those that would hear but I am deaf.
Clawing at those that would feel
but I am dead to my own fears.

Our cancer has grown into a stone.
This water tastes like poison.
Your doomsday machine towers above
me to instill my vision.

Glowing pyre in the wind,
like a glowing pyre in the wind I stand to heal.

I tried to touch the feelings they have shown,
our cancer's grown into a stone.
More cracks as our ceiling caves in.
This is our destiny.

These are visions, visions on.

Text přidala Raduwa

Text opravil DevilDan

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