A dark congregation of familiar faces gathered around the quiet earth.
Our breath rose in the cold like a hundred souls escaping.
We are surrounded by all of the quiet sleepers inside the quiet earth,
you dared to kiss the face of the night.
Our lips were cold as clay, we couldn't speak anyway.
We, we are alone, I know you're gone.
Our breath rose in the cold like a hundred souls escaping.
We are surrounded by all of the quiet sleepers inside the quiet earth,
you dared to kiss the face of the night.
Our lips were cold as clay, we couldn't speak anyway.
We, we are alone, I know you're gone.
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