Thunders, trees, wolves and neurons I live in the heart of an endless winter I am the pale sun of your faded agony The multiplying hands that delve into your core
Thunders, trees, wolves and neurons Thunders, trees, wolves, neurons
Inside of you, a thousand dangers Unspoken cavities, inside of you
Your face is the face of redemption
I move through the fog of a spiny certainty A chord long gone, an ancient melody
Thunders, trees, wolves and neurons Thunders, trees, wolves, neurons
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