Rosetta - Je N’en Connais Pas la Fin lyrics
[Rosetta - Je N’en Connais Pas la Fin lyrics]
Embers wait commune
A dawn's harvest
Spores borrowing
Ash covering
My world my home
My loves my memories
So tell me how I've come so far
Repression of memories
Behind a door best kept shut
Suppression of daily deeds
A crushing venom weeping into these hands
A plague upon a frame growing on the inside
Withering a simple sullen home
Plague upon the frame crawling from within
Simple sullen home withering away
Locked behind a door
Of secrets best kept shut
Crushing venom wept right into the hands
Plague upon the frame crawling from within
Withering away simple sullen homes
Won't you play your trumpet well
Gabriele
Let this go
Won't you play your trumpet well
Gabriele
And pray that I can rest
Spores borrowing
Ash covering
Spores borrowing
Ash
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