Stone Breath - Sword Baptismal | Текст песни

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You stare with eyes stitched close
You speak with swollen tongue
You hear the voice of God singing The Song of Songs
Your breath is candle smoke
Your word the wings of doves
Your dreams are autumn leaves falling from high above
Your faith is incense sweet burning with Holy Fire
Your blood is like spring rain falling upon the blade

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