Versuri Tiamat - Cold Seed

Album: Tiamat - Commandments

What heals our snowblind weary eyes
When all start are slain by fiery skies
And every word upon your spiraling cross
Is but a mislead sun, a bitter loss

Inject us out of here

All I asked for was a little love
But from my hands flew the maiden dove
While clouds like cotton snowwhite sheep
Still calm beside their shepherd sleep

Inject us out of here

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