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Blackness drips down from both of my hands The gold in my palm was mistaken for sand Can you feel it?
The blackness it drips down from both of my eyes The sand that you made has taken my sight I can feel it
Over the wind Under the rain Out of the chaos I can hear your name Through the sinking night On this sinking night I see your face (On this sinking night) On this sinking night