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• Artiste: Cult Of Luna
• Titre: Cygnus
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Can you see what’s following you It has a mind of its own Steps so quiet you can’t hear it A parasite without a home It’s got a smile, but you don’t trust it Concrete reasons unknown Put it behind you in the space of your day A parasite without a home Leave her to sing her withered songs In tunnels painted like the dawn Bring me, the echo till it’s gone Nothing escapes this hold Desperate against the cold Its’ flesh made out of stardust Iron oxide into rust To write a letter to the night This songless, sightless, silent giant This feeble plea A speck of dust A drop of sea It’s locked in you and me Rip it out and feel it’s heat Forget the way things seem to be; Meaningless to the one and only Leave her to sing her withered songs In tunnels painted like the dawn Bring me, the echo till it’s gone Nothing escapes this hold Desperate against the cold Its’ flesh made out of stardust Iron oxide into rust It’s got a smile, but you don’t trust it Concrete reasons unknown Put it behind you in the space of your day A parasite without a home And she’ll be standing strong Her hair is lost in storm Open your mouth And let air rush in To get a sense of her form But if the audience is imminent And if your parasites come home Remember the old adage: Deep roots are not reached by frost Leave her to sing her withered songs In tunnels painted like the dawn To write a letter to the night This songless, sightless, silent giant (Grazie a Aliencoder per questo testo)