mother, bury us.
few are the sands of our time
drown in fire.
mother, cast us down.
adrift in the ocean we are, far from our scar.
send us raindrops, carriages to naught.
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- forest mourners lyrics – midnight odyssey / midnight odyssey lyrics
- cut & dried lyrics – echo & the bunnymen / echo the bunnymen lyrics
- lycanthropic lyrics – usurper / usurper lyrics
- lunatic’s third eye lyrics – thalarion / thalarion lyrics