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we watch a starcollapse right on the back of tumbling wavesyour cheek upon my facewe speak these wordsafraid of nothing and the demon heardbut we're not of that cultureand i will be your love, oh sweetgod bless the ones who burned my feetthat i should trip and fall for youbelieve i am your loverwhen you were sixyour dream, i was in itthe one with greenand winding paths to seasthey swallow wholethe beast, the bright they stoleand from the beachwe lie and watch it bleedand i will be your love, oh sweetgod bless the ones who burned my feetthat i should trip and fall for youbelieve i am your lover Aus Songtexte Mania