Tragedy has spoken
The wolves all gather around
With sharpen teeth and a guilty yellow stare
They wish me on my way

So cold inside this shell
Give me to the earth

The dreams that I deserted
The passion I would not release
The path I left untreaded
The mask that I refused to wear
Existence left unnoticed
Desire in my bones so dry
And silence in the virtue
All so quiet - all so still

I can feel them watching
Feel the seconds die
Can hear them laughing from above
They wish me on my way
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The Wake Lyrics

Cemetary – The Wake Lyrics

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