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May I kiss your wound,
maybe that will heal
my soul. Free me from
this tomb, light my darkness
make me (whole)
let me take your hand
and together we shall fly
to a lonely place, where
as lovers we can die.
In a land so dark, seven
moons, eternal nights, wish
a sky of thousand stars,
yes for us there is no light...
There (waits) no lights.
May I kiss your wound,  maybe that will heal  my soul. Free me from  this tomb, light my darkness  make me (whole)  let me take your hand  and together we shall fly  to a lonely place, where  as lovers we can die.  In a land so dark, seven  moons, eternal nights, wish  a sky of thousand stars,  yes for us there is no light...  There (waits) no lights.