Woorden: Anathema. Eternity. Cries On The Wind.
Reaching out...
How things look different on the way down
Disillusioned, I've lost desire
Will I burn in the unforgiving fire
From the flames, I walk away
I've found a way to erase the pain
An empty bottle, my receptacle
A guardian angel called escape
Don't dwell on the forthcoming
As I know it won't be happening
And you know, when I'm gone
You'll hear my cries on the wind
How things look different on the way down
Disillusioned, I've lost desire
Will I burn in the unforgiving fire
From the flames, I walk away
I've found a way to erase the pain
An empty bottle, my receptacle
A guardian angel called escape
Don't dwell on the forthcoming
As I know it won't be happening
And you know, when I'm gone
You'll hear my cries on the wind
Anathema
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