Made of silence, made of fog
Made of whisper, made of mud
Our copemate is the emptiness
Buried in the silver chest
All are under way to light
Marching in the golden night
Suffer from the sweet disgrace
Unify at any place
Silver light
Silver light
Silver light
Silver light
Comprehend the empty phrase
Denial of the awkward praise
In the end what can remain
Stand alone in dreadful rain
No one has to pay the price
Obviate the mend at twice
Always broken by the law
Holding on to every straw
Silver light
Silver light
Silver light
Silver light
Made of silence, made of fog
Made of whisper, made of mud
Our copemate is the emptiness
Buried in the silver chest
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Made of silence, made of fog
Made of whisper, made of mud
Our copemate is the emptiness
Buried in the silver chest
All are under way to light
Marching in the golden night
Suffer from the sweet disgrace
Unify at any place
Silver light
Silver light
Silver light
Silver light
Comprehend the empty phrase
Denial of the awkward praise
In the end what can remain
Stand alone in dreadful rain
No one has to pay the price
Obviate the mend at twice
Always broken by the law
Holding on to every straw
Silver light
Silver light
Silver light
Silver light
Made of silence, made of fog
Made of whisper, made of mud
Our copemate is the emptiness
Buried in the silver chest
Made of whisper, made of mud
Our copemate is the emptiness
Buried in the silver chest
All are under way to light
Marching in the golden night
Suffer from the sweet disgrace
Unify at any place
Silver light
Silver light
Silver light
Silver light
Comprehend the empty phrase
Denial of the awkward praise
In the end what can remain
Stand alone in dreadful rain
No one has to pay the price
Obviate the mend at twice
Always broken by the law
Holding on to every straw
Silver light
Silver light
Silver light
Silver light
Made of silence, made of fog
Made of whisper, made of mud
Our copemate is the emptiness
Buried in the silver chest
Writer: Balazs Kiss
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