Текст (слова) песни: Circle Of Dead Children - Four Walls and a Feeling
Disfiguring the memory So silent So serene One eye shut for the past One eye opens for tomorrow`s dream Mark her the one The one who will stand alone Pitter-patter of dry-rotted love Plunging, dropping, splashing into heaven`s eighth lake And casting a disfigured reflection of life in its eight rings Dry flaking tincture under one-inch fingernails So follow her home Follow her to reprisal so sweet Crying help to a barren room Barren walls Romance in monotone She will never miss you We will never miss you
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