(c) Eterne 1993
Each morn I sit and watch the waters, as your waves
drift gently inwards. The gentle breeze that brings
your smile will caress my wayward spirit. I hear your
voice as you drift away on an everlasting tide. The
passing skies that reflect in shadows become distant
lies. Know me, see me as I am. Hole me, embrace me in
your arms. Let me feel as the water raises higher...
Let me see as I understand at last. Pull me down into
the depths of your love... And now I know as I
understand at last. I bring you my pain, again and
again. I see you now through glass made of rose. I
I bring you my pain, again and again. I see you now
through glass made of rose. Your dreadful whispers I
cannot hear, I cannot hear any longer. I feel the
dark engulfing tide as you sweep me away. I hate your
lies, your stinking heart... I hate you with every
breath. My final clutch, my final gasp. I'll leave
you forever. I bring you my pain again and again. I
see you now through glass made of rose. I bring you
my pain again and again. I see you now through glass
made of rose. I hate your lies, your stinking
heart... I hate you with every breath. My final
clutch, my final gasp... I'll leave you forever...





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