Vuolla - Afterlie | Текст песни

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\"...after several days of wandering in this suddenly deserted land I found myself holding a cold, bright flame in my bare hands. It did hurt but in a strange, familiar way.

The winds from the east carried a storm that whispered my very name and I decided to bury this spark. Deep.

The last broadcast:

...to stand my ground at the edge and feel the weight of light begin to fade...\"

hold on
you don't need to see it go
if nothing else compares
if nothing else compares

see the stars are changing their faces
as the winter takes over
in places we'll never enter
life will make a return

now the wounded resting begin to sing
the past becomes present and real
should your final plans be released
and I will kiss your feet
my only king

rise
along the sun
in emptiness
can't find room for peace

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