It is yet untold, but I?ve heard it before.
You know, know me well.
It?s a simple story about things turn out.
You know, know me well.

You?ve heard the voices, they woke up at night.
Her sight, her sight.
Lonesome you adore her, none but you.
Her sight? Oh, her sight.

You turned before, but nothing but you.
I turned to see, but nothing but me.
We?ve walked so far, yet further it goes.
They called for winter, yet winter stays on.

We?re lost in hell, and nothing seems to please.
You know, you know.
A simple journey beyond our self-belief.
Your sight, your sight.

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