Thirdmoon

Thirdmoon - Grotesque Autumnal Weepings lyrics

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In the ornamental breathing kiss

I embrace those frozen whispers of silence

of two lovers at death

With the leaves and the frozen seas

like the tears they fall

Always the same eyes

that sip of the edge;

The lunar grace
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Language: English

Appearing on: Grotesque Autumnal Weepings (1997)

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