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Pale Dead Faces

See the pale dead faces appearing on the walls
I am trying to erase these faces as this nightmare grows

Hold me close, ask me to be courageous
Your little child is growing mother…

Hold me close in heaven’s grace
The night shall embrace my fears
Far from innocence and shame
My heart’s to blame in weakness domain
Of pale dead faces

With screaming eyes…
Their silence is filled with echoes and lies

I realized I can’t melt your nightmares
But I’ll be there when they will come again

Hold me close in heaven’s grace
The night shall embrace my fears
Far from innocence and shame
My heart’s to blame in weakness domain
Of pale dead faces



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