And confusion running wild I hold treasures for you to find Release of tension unknown Mind works the fingers to the bone
Bitches brew How do you know I won’t pray for you It seems you lost your hard fought creed Pray for time to set you free What chance for children against such tides Your mother did warn you from the inside Now you’re back on dry land Curse the place where I stand
Lights shine silver and gold Make me feel warm in winter’s cold
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