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The night gives birth to me

I´m living behind the mirror
what you see is me
and in forgotten corners
of the worlds dark past
the light casts shadows
and reflections in the dark
wave your hands goodnight
can you hear me screaming?
a formless void
and my wings are swirling
on the other side of the window
I´m waiting there
where no one sees me
and the night gives birth to me
at the cold side of the sea

there you´ll find me waiting




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Publicerad 2010-12-01 20:20



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