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• Artiste: Wolves At The Gate
• Titre: Face To Face
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Walk with me and follow close and you will start to feel The chilling grip of hollow lies and what is truly real Hear the echoes Face to face with distant fears that I had thought were numb They clip my heel and bring to light what I have become Echoes (Everything I fear) Listen closely, every seed must die before Die before it can grow Sinking slowly, to be planted in the dust Long before it can grow Spoken: A sickness spread across my limbs, I'm planted in the dust Long before it can grow A sickness spread across my limbs, I’m covered head to toe Here I'm standing face to face A sight I cannot bear I'm clawing and scratching to turn from what I see The chilling grip of all my lies and what is truly real I can hardly hear Listen closely, every seed must die before Die before it can grow Sinking slowly, to be planted in the dust Long before it can grow It’s darkening and fading out Darkening, fading out! Standing at the great divide I fell into the ground and died The taste of death was bittersweet I fell into the ground and died But death made me alive Listen closely, every seed must die before Die before it can grow Sinking to slowly, to be planted in the dust Long before we can grow