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A cold embrace

When the sky will break the seal of golden clouds
And the rain will start to fall
Everithing shall be done
Every day is a stolen ember from the liquid fire of pain
Nothing to loose and nothing to gain

And then another dawn will come for you
And the sun will feed the corn
And the echo of my voice will fall
Distant broken promises crawl as spiders in the empty halls
I will walk alone

Hold me in this last paradise and never let me go
Because night will come
And when the morning light shall warm again the purity of day
I will be far away

I will open my arms in the rain


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