Storm Corrosion lyrics
Someone is calling her shoulders
Much likes horses raising dawns Sing to me Hold back the tears in my comfort We will forward in these pauses The storm corrosion On a last we floor Begs a loud not to stay Cut from the stone in the quarry This old friend of mine in his silence The storm corrosion Past on the second hand slips outwards Born in the carcass song drips Throw round the boy who leaves the secret Grower of the darks begin to reacher
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