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[00:23.22]And as they say, grief is only able to possess
[00:28.99]The rotting body clad in ancient clothes
[00:32.53]Is left behind with a wave of the hand
[01:30.52]I have gone away
[01:37.37]The bed is cold and empty
[01:44.39]Trees bend their boughs toward the earth
[01:51.10]And nighttime birds float as black faces
[02:12.51]It was the hand reaching out through the mirror
[02:26.62]Unknown and scarred by life
[02:33.63]The luring eyes, you had never seen
[03:06.70]You have nothing more to find
[03:15.69]You have nothing more to lose
[03:30.46]You have nothing more to find
[03:36.16]You have nothing more to lose
[05:03.84]The cold season drifts over the land
[05:12.81]They huddle in the brown corners
[05:34.87]Some would settle for less
[05:45.21]The castles were all empty, asleep
[05:50.72]Long awaiting their king
[05:54.74]Beckoning round the bend
[06:06.74]Amidst the forest one would hear that I had been there
[06:17.81]Draped within a fate I could not change
[06:22.75]And always welcoming winter's epilogue
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