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You were the sound That grew beneath the rocks You wouldn't stay for the lightning The screaming ground The whirling of the leafs But you wanted to give it a go A heathen flame Begging for a name You didn't care for enlightenment The children's game A god made out of fog You thought you should give it a go Torn yet unbeaten Spoiled by a draft Why am I being Mourned in the dark? The storm has left us a quivering silence The winter will wash it all away I feel like a child entering the world Through the back door and I'm filled with shame Songtexte Torn yet unbeaten Spoiled by a draft Why am I being Mourned in the dark? Aus Songtexte Mania