What heals our snow-blind weary eyes
When all stars are slain by fiery skies
And every word upon your spiraling cross
Is but a misled sun, a bitter loss
Inject us out of here
All i asked for was a little love
But from my hands flew the maiden dove
While clouds like cotton snowwhite sheep
Still calm beside their shepherd sleep
Inject us out of here

Overhead my spirit flies
In plasticide and crimson skies
Whispering winds in moonlit wood
A totem oak once golden stood

How I wish that you were here
Before all flowers disappeared
We'd lay together in the sun
Before the mindrape had begun

Now stones are falling from my hands
Are shaking all my beloved land
A watery glimpse back on my past
And only in my tears it lasts

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