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Wolves At The Gate - Face to Face

created Aug 22nd 2019, 00:52 by HydroDrop


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223 words
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Walk with me and follow close and you will start to feel
 The chilling grip of hollow lies and what is truly real
 Hear the echoes
 Face to face with distant fears that I had thought were numb
 They clip my heel and bring to light what I have become
 Echoes
 Everything I fear
 
 Listen closely, every seed must die before
 Die before it can grow
 Sinking slowly, to be planted in the dust
 Long before it can grow
 
 A sickness spread across my limbs
 I'm covered head to toe
 Here I'm standing face to face
 A sight I cannot bear
 I'm clawing and scratching to turn from what I see
 The chilling grip of all my lies and what is truly real
 I can hardly bear
 
 Listen closely, every seed must die before
 Die before it can grow
 Sinking slowly, to be planted in the dust
 Long before it can grow
 
 It's darkening and fading out
 Darkening, fading out
 Fading out
 
 Standing at the great divide
 I fell into the ground and died
 
 The taste of death was bittersweet
 I fell into the ground and died
 But death made me alive
 Death made me alive
 
 Listen closely, every seed must die before
 Die before it can grow
 Sinking to slowly, to be planted in the dust
 Long before we can grow  
 

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