Dark Tranquillity Yesterworld, Punish My Heaven Where Death Is Most Alive
We are the outstretched fingers That seize and hold the The strangeness of awakening In an oh so silent world Breathlessly waiting For the first proud beams of light As the hours grow longer And the shadows never fall My sky has forsaken me My desperation grows Bring me the light In the darkness that never ends The dawn will never come Punish my heaven We have arrived At the outermost crossroads The charge of cosmos At our atmospheric skies Will cause our fall If I had win
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