This fear is only the beginning All for the loving hand Yes I smile and I agree It is a good night to shiver A good tounge might make it right All Ive said above a whisper
There is a sorrow to be desired To be sorrows desire
What they say is true It is a dirty blue This color around you Your curled up warm In your own little corner of Sodom Did you agree to believe This fall has no bottom
There is a sorrow to be desired To be sorrows desire
All we move by the book of numbers Im held together by string Ii hear not the voices of others The bells of Leuven ring Fear not the faces of brothers Ive come apart it seems
I see not the faces are covered Im in your amber ring Your amber ring
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All for the loving hand
Yes I smile and I agree
It is a good night to shiver
A good tounge might make it right
All Ive said above a whisper
There is a sorrow to be desired
To be sorrows desire
What they say is true
It is a dirty blue
This color around you
Your curled up warm
In your own little corner of Sodom
Did you agree to believe
This fall has no bottom
There is a sorrow to be desired
To be sorrows desire
All we move by the book of numbers
Im held together by string
Ii hear not the voices of others
The bells of Leuven ring
Fear not the faces of brothers
Ive come apart it seems
I see not the faces are covered
Im in your amber ring
Your amber ring
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