Grotesque Autumnal Weepings Songtext

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von Grotesque Autumnal Weepings

Grotesque Autumnal Weepings Songtext
In the ornamental breathing kiss
I embrace those frozen whispers of silence
of two lovers at death
With the leaves and the frozen seas
like the tears they fall
Always the same eyes
that sip of the edge;
The lunar grace