Her hair falls on my face like barbed wire
A burial shroud not worthy of a wanderer
If I must rend our flesh to buy my breath
Oh violet star, guide my gaze that I see no blood
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English
Her hair falls on my face like barbed wire
A burial shroud not worthy of a wanderer
If I must rend our flesh to buy my breath
Oh violet star, guide my gaze that I see no blood