As to a grave I am walking back in time.
With the blue I am washing the bitterness away...
I am closing the circles - I am setting you free.
I am making you yourself, I am making you mine...
I am making it our new we.
Spit behind your back,
Break the bad luck.
Pray to the moon,
I am coming back soon.
You called me in your fight with nightmares,
You called me silently.
I heard you loudly screaming in the cave of my heart!
I felt the echo in our deadly hug,
In our bones crying for love.
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