Deep in the water, your chances little. A watery grave, your bones that whittle.
Pretty cool if u sing it like link...Deep in the water, your chances little.
A watery grave, your bones that whittle.
Lay down your hand, and slowly u will die
And when again the sun leaves u will lie.
Here is hate, here there's mourn
Here the Demons hide u from your light
Here your wounds are deep and tomorrow u earn new
Here is the place where we, hate you.
Deep in the flames, hidden far away
A mantel of ash, a burn streaked face
Forget your loves and let your happiness lay
And when again it's morning, they'll wash away.
Deep in the flames, hidden far away A mantel of ash, a burn streaked...
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