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• Artiste: Candlemass
• Titre: Spellbreaker
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Walking 'round and 'round in circles Locked inside himself The funny farm where he can't hurt us Or what we all believe Mute and deaf with no obsessions A broken watch he got He's the one that got no questions Not a word to breathe And there you see that he flies Across the room like a swan The colours sparkle and change Stars are born 'round a flashing sun Then it all just stopped, the temperature it dropped It was so quiet I couldn't hear the sound of grief no more We walked into the room, the small and padded room I looked down on/at the man that lay/laid crying on the floor The Mother of Life is a Whore Always drooling walking backwards Never dries his tears Come and see the man of miracles But please don't come so near Writing wierd stuf slow and patient I think it's something deep Then he tries some levitation Before he disappears A rainy day you too might meet him Give him mercy please It won't be long until we'll need him And all that's beautiful If he speaks the world will tremble A dream of love we'll see He's our all the cosmic centre We are spinning 'round