Из альбома: First Light's Freeze

No one sentenced us and we kept on
Unpoliced, we drew uncertain breath
The lost piled high unchecked
And the wreckage accumulated as evidence

As jury's gathered anxious no one jailed us
Half hazard hearts took no sure stance
And unseen blood made no sudden movements
Our hands guided them selves

And no voice was raised
And no song was sung
And no voice was raised
And no song was sung
No voice was raised
No song was sung

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