If my heart were a season, it will fall tou your knees
Give away your knifes...
And give away your brothers,
the ones you have betrayed.
Saint August, Saint Tomas and Soren
all killed in your disdain.
the ones you have betrayed.
Saint August, Saint Tomas and Soren
all killed in your disdain.
No more highways on my own
no more waiting in vain
Theres a train coming slow
Theres a train coming slow
slowly into my brain.
White light,
lightening everything up
Inside,
Out.
So dont give me again
your condescending words
about peace, love and understanding
Cause if my heart were a season
And if your mind needs a reason
soul it should be.
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