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Cold Seed

 

Cold Seed

(album: A Deeper Kind Of Slumber - 1997)


What heals our snow-blind weary eyes
When all stars are slain by fiery skies
And every word upon your spiraling cross
Is but a misled sun, a bitter loss

Inject us out of here

All I asked for was a little love
But from my hands flew the maiden dove
While clouds like cotton snow-white sheep
Still calm beside their shepherd sleep

Inject us out of here

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