Protolith - Naissance | Текст песни

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Was I right? Open your eyes. This conversation's over and I still don't feel contrite. Luminescence in the sky, responsible for the tide.
The naissance of our end has been weaving in the night. Soft voice set sail with winds of siren's wails. Soft voice speak low like the churns of beryl flow. Like a stone we'd sit here forever letting go.
Open your eyes. I'll spend my life in the echoes of goodbye.