Woe Unto Me - Angels To Die | Текст песни

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Your tears flow down my wrists
As I hold you
Smouldering wings
Once so white and divine
You're dying of sorrow
Nothing left to live for

You were looking for sympathy for too long
And now I'm with you
Sharing all the pain, absorbing with your blood,
Weeping - Kissing your drying lips
As the life withers

And we become as one
Silent and motionless
Canvas
Depicting the lives lost
Our dreams have become true
Then there is only nothing...

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