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• Artiste: Bella Morte
• Titre: The Quiet
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And this silence is her life Falling fast into the dark November sky Over voices she shall cry Soundless screams are felt before the sun can rise Hear her voice as strong as steel Speaking long dead names to keep the evening still In her heart rests all of time Trapped for now in faith that death is still alive To the fields and seas again Without sight we wander through the haze of this dark land In a dream she gently cries In a tear her story moves to find the floor And she speaks before she goes away "Carry on my friend, but leave me not alone" 'Til the reign of sleep again Without sight we wander through the haze of this dark land To the seas and fields again Without sight she wanders through the haze of this lost land To the seas again 'Til we find our lives again And the waves are crashing hard against the farthest shore