To rise, and know
your heart sinks
dark and heavy,
hardening into stone…
Slowly the sea lifts its waves,
slowly the trees turn red in the gorge,
slowly the fires begin to lap in hell,
slowly the truth dawns…
To rise, and know
your heart sinks
dark and heavy,
hardening into stone…
Slowly the sea lifts its waves,
slowly the trees turn red in the gorge,
slowly the fires begin to lap in hell,
slowly the truth dawns…
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