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Besedila: Oceans Of Sadness. Low.

Sad is the feeling I've grown
Dying velvet light
Building hopes upon you
Love was ment to last...

Memory is failure
For all your faces lost
Replaced by the shady
Hiding in the frost...

Clouds why did you take this
love out of my hands
For I'm left in sorrow
'Til they understand

When eyes were gone and mirrors fell
We died within our hearts
And closed this pact for Sadness reapes

And Oceans fell apart
And so I think of days before
And cry for my beloved
And all that's left are visions of
Red-black clouds above

Wrathchild infernal I ask you to die
Leave this dominion and later will I
After the killing of all those nearby
The only one left is me