Morne
Morne - Killing Fields lyrics
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Trees of winter cold Cold breath and eyes left to wonder Our dreams buried in the earth cold I'm left to wander I will find the way to bring the sun And let this rain go away Outside this wall our life Has a long way to go Trees of winter cold Through killing fields, I crawl to you To beg and plead I crawl to you To beg and plead
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