Part 1:
When I hold the moon by limpid winter night
With the deadly howl of darkest might
Light against the century. I’ve seen the rest of light I never be…
That you’re nothing in my eyes
Fill in:
I want to grab the moon and wail in fit of spite.
But there's the hardest load, compressing me so tight…
Not this time…
Ref:
Through the time I see the city of the light
But you showed me only shadow of your eyes.
Light against the century. I’ve seen the rest of light I only be…
That you’re nothing in my eyes
Fill in 2:
It’s all in my head
In my head
Fill in 3
Waiting for a change of weather
Waiting for a shifting year…
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