The old man looks
Looks through his tired eyes
At faint faces
Of twisted lives
Lives of lies
In the stillness
There she lies
As the pain flame
Drains away
She grows younger
In child like eyes
And tears mirror
All things good
And in blood flows
All things bad
And in dark rooms The old man looks Looks through his tired eyes At faint faces Of twisted lives Lives of lies In the stillness There she lies As the pain flame Drains away She grows younger In child like eyes And tears mirror All things good And in blood flows All things bad Explain Request ×
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