Beating Heart still beating for the cause Feeding Soul still feeding from the loss Aching Limbs are aching from the rush Fading You are fading from my sight
You're close to the final word You're staring right past me in dismay A liquid seeps from your chest And drains me away
Help me cure you Atone for all you've done Help me leave you As all the days are gone
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Beating
Heart still beating for the cause
Feeding
Soul still feeding from the loss
Aching
Limbs are aching from the rush
Fading
You are fading from my sight
You're close to the final word
You're staring right past me in dismay
A liquid seeps from your chest
And drains me away
Help me cure you
Atone for all you've done
Help me leave you
As all the days are gone
Bleak, Opeth.
Ríe y el mundo reirá contigo.
Llora y llorarás solo.
Si precisás hablar, acá estoy.
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