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Echoes start as a cross in you, |
| [00:13.49] |
Trembling noises that come to soon. |
| [00:19.22] |
Spatial movement which seems to you, |
| [00:25.08] |
Resonating your mask or feud. |
| [00:30.93] |
Hollow talking and hollow girl, |
| [00:36.55] |
Force it up from the root of pain. |
| [00:44.16] |
Never said it was good, never said it was near, |
| [00:49.93] |
Shadow rises and you are here. |
| [01:04.78] |
And then you cut; |
| [01:11.89] |
You cut it out, |
| [01:19.04] |
And everything |
| [01:27.28] |
Goes back to the beginning. |
| [01:32.57] |
Silence seizes a cluttered room, |
| [01:38.52] |
Light is shed not a breath too soon. |
| [01:44.37] |
Darkness rises in all you do, |
| [01:50.02] |
Standing and drawn across the room. |
| [01:55.83] |
Spatial movements are butterflies |
| [02:01.61] |
Shadows scatter without a fire. |
| [02:09.03] |
There's never been bad, there has always been truth, |
| [02:14.88] |
Muted whisper of the things she'll move. |
| [02:29.87] |
And then you cut; |
| [02:36.93] |
You cut it out. |
| [02:44.18] |
And everything |
| [02:52.34] |
Goes back to the beginning. |
| [05:01.69] |
Never said it was good, never said it was new, |
| [05:07.50] |
Muted whisper of the things you feel |
| [05:11.79] |
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