We Cry As One

A deep frustration's running through my veins

A dark light's entering the church

By pale glass windows

And I feel so cold

I can't stop looking at the wooden box placed

In the very centry of the nave

I'm trying to imagine you

A deep frustration's running through my veins

A dark light's entering the church

By pale glass windows

And I feel so cold

I can't stop looking at the wooden box placed

In the very centry of the nave

I'm trying to imagine you

Sleeping

We're in the home

Of life and death

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