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