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Palatine - Golden Trinckets lyrics

Artist: Palatine

album: Grand Paon de Nuit


The same stranger waits at my door
I only hear his lonesome law
When I am alone with you
A sharp knife is a weapon of choice
I hold it close when I hear the voice
But the fire wear you too
The lost tracks of whose to blame
To make sure you say my name when you moan
Is it for me?
Is it now?
A little emotion for my tiny soul
Oh, your lovely faces I'll soon forget
I trade for some golden trinkets
And a picture of the god I watch it
We cut ring those backing bass
We cut fashion some brand new spears
And see between the echoes
You don't talk you merely breath
I don't joke, I just say please
Where you go? Where you live? Maybe
Still singing in my chamber door
I still ear his lonesome law and you moan
Is it for me?
Is it not?
And little emotion for my tiny soul
Oh your lovely faces I'll soon forget
I trade for some golden trinkets
And a picture of the god I watch it
I hear you moaning, I hear you moaning, ah ah ah ah
I hear you moaning, I hear you moaning, ah ah ah ah
I hear you moaning, I hear you moaning, ah ah ah ah
I hear you moaning, I hear you moaning, ah ah ah ah

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