The Safety Fire - The Ghosts That Wait For Spring | Текст песни

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Somewhere in a prison
There´s a muffled cry
From a hooded figure
Please don´t forget me

To redact a human
Black blocks on existence
A ghost in a cell
Stripped

A shuffled gait
Betrays the mind of a man
Reduced to echoes and rumours
Of where truth lies

Every inch of skin clothed
With head in a bag
Relic of humanity

Forget
Again

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