medea
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inside my eyes a child lies
which sleeps alone
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his cold head rests upon the bone
an ashen throne
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his eyes are closed
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inside my eyes the distant skies
a little child sleeps and cries
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and doesn't dare to breathe or die
but only lie
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upon the bone
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inside my eyes the child lies
he's thirsty for a sight of sky
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he doesn't dare to weep or cry
but only die
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upon the bone