Besedila: Bright Eyes. Supriya.

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Agony and withdraw disrupt my well-being
A voice flooded by the piercing
And the sounds of distant lands
Silence is my heart
I carry out my cross while the son suffers away
The clouds reveal the chariots of Venus
Restrictions of time and space retile
While her bright eyes burn through my exploding heart
And I can see I'm in heaven with her flesh in my arms
Easy the undeniable
The misery of my lack of truth
With the truth of love