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Cries and pain a subtle blade rending flesh and remembrance. Her days wasted in grief words unsaid, feelings unrevealed. Sorrow brandishes the scythe harrows the will to live the clutches of despair seize the whispers of affection. The day the glances met The epilogue was set The dame was meant to be Thy widow Must not know fear. Must shed no tears. The hooded one shall never leave a deed undone. Stone and sand swept by winds replace thy warm embrace horizon still conceals the setting sun though now she stands, thou rests. Footprints relentlessly halved Songtexteemptiness imbues all nothing more will be as was paths have met, then torn apart. Widow crawling through her mind a growing need of taken time, of open eyes Drowning in her cries of taken time, of open eyes the cruel crime of broken ties Drowning in her cries a subtle blade rending flesh and remembrance. Her days wasted in grief The day the glances met The epilogue was set The dame was ment to be Thy widow must not know fear. must shed no tears. the hooded one Widow must not know fear. Widow must shed no tears. Widow, the hooded one shall never leave a deed undone. She shall rejoin her dearest one when grains remained shall be none the sandglass will conclude the tale the scythe will shine and will not fail. The day the glances met The epilogue was set The dame was ment to be The day the glances met The epilogue was set The dame was ment to be Thy widow Aus Songtexte Mania