LYRIC

Wooden grief
Lost in silence
Dream of life
Cold as shudder

Every day from birth
Only way I walk.
Loosing my own breath
Fool with ticking clock

Bitter sorrow
Made by moonlight
The guest snake
Fortunate gambler

There's colder than ever

Bit's of life are fallin'
From my hands

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