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Young Martyrs
03:56
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Tonight I'll write
my last request to God
Because tonight
I have lost you
My words won't reach you anymore
My hand won't touch you anymore
So I have to pray and let go
I'm longing for those days
Days we spent alone
The cold and rainy days
when I was being loved
And I'll let the moon be my witness
And I'll let the sun be my witness
I'm ready to die for love
I'm ready to die for you
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Please tell me again
what does it mean
to be me
Words are meaningless
when you're reaching for God
from my lips
Just whisper once more
how does it feels
to be seen
Bleeding fury and sound
from an empty soul
And love won't grow
it won't grow
no, it won't
Tell me again
what do I mean?
I am too pure
to be a dream
You can't touch me
I'm too expensive
I am too pure
I am a sin
Do you believe
the Sun will shine
on us?
I'm the darkest moon
I will drown
you
And then, all again
The noise will kill
all the pain
And we'll start, once more
And once more, repeat
With no end
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