Versuri Mother Tongue - Vesper

Album: Mother Tongue - Mother Tongue

Memories pass
Like whispers through glass
Through my mind

Each has a message
Enclosed in its package
Fuel to burn

I sit in the candle light
Watch it chase out the night
Melting, I drip out of sight
And into my brain

There's no one to blame
I'll leave as fast as I came
Through the blink of an eye

Swim with the dead
The past is re-dead
As I fall apart

We're all slaves to the truth

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