Whose are these
They are not mine
They must come from some other time
Some other place
Long ago I watched thou turned on from snow
These eyes that whims
Not of my face
They grasp when these I cannot trace
These eyes they cry
Some they don't know
And yet they're to soak off his flow
I stole them from your daughter
I stole them from your mother
These hands of their lost child
Their dreams remain defiled (x3)
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