coldest of all nights
gazing through the darkness
in a room whitout
visible walls surrounding
i'm blind but i know that
they're there
howling in the distance
we won't win
until we lost it all
fading colors from my chest
a shape of bittersweet protest
feelings can almost see them
whitening
those words you though
and said
but i never heard
i know what makesthem tick
hand in hand they're walking
in the coldest nigth
i'm still blind
fading colors from my chest
a shape of bittersweet protest
feelings can almost see them
whitening
those words you though
and said
but i never heard

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