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• Artiste: The Mariner's Children
• Titre: Leaf in a Stream
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There was mud on the doorstep and blood on her sleeve And the rain it was tapping and dripping from the eves And her face was a portrait of stone as she breathed Take what you need, just bring him to me The lake it was full when the sky tumbled down And the power went out in every house in the town Whether dead or alive, no judgement I'll sound She said bring him to me, boy, go make me proud My son, be clear There's no room here For doubt or fear Go kill... By darkness I drifted like a leaf in a stream Her words dulled my senses but conscience it screamed I could not return home with hands that were clean Till they're washed in blood welcome I'd never be My son, be clear There's no room here For doubt or fear Go kill that man Cool your blood and clear your head Our god demands this man be dead Stay calm, my son, these words you've read For this eye, one more, so the scripture said My son, be clear There's no room here For doubt or fear Go kill that man