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Music: S.
Tenetz, lyrics: T.Mäensivu)
We now could face our seedling,and to accept the disliked figure it bears.
Watch while it stings my growingas this old friend lasted for years.
That grey and simple passage hidden withinmy beloved nectar, it is what he needsheld inside ethereal glass of red potion
I do now lie cold in grass and plead
Begging this familiar face to give oceansbut he just hands me the weedsas morningrise never reached my chambers
I stare that pale knife with greed
It flashes the only colour to my portraitin this moment's ashes; it is a dream
No tears to give for this long trailthis elixir; my blood, is what I bleed
In a word of simplicity and hasted strength
I never saw that blinking again...
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