| The ruin of your face
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| Pours down like lead tears
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| As you sit by my side
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| Confess to me your fears
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| Drink deep the wreck of me
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| My body is a funeral
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| I fail to find comfort
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| In your pale cold eyes
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| Worn loosely about me
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| You hang there dying off me
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| Deep in the misery
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| Of my long arms, weeping
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| I cradle your tired head
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| This moment for the keeping
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| Her hand raised from the shadows in silence
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| Like a dying victim of a biblical plague
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| A strange mix of innocence and horror
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| Gushed from her red rimmed and swollen eyes
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| Resentment conquers sympathy and I turn my back
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| Her burning stare, like a minute blazing suns
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| Roars into the back of my head
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| And I simply move away
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| I will sing you this song of
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| All my pain, so listen
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| Great roaring, tears pouring
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| Down unto me from my lover
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| The winter in your soul
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| Has frozen me forever |