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The day we walked on templed ground

hunting for a nameless face

whispering secrets down beneath

trying to sense some trace of place

The ground is soft beneath our feet

siren screams in the distance

watch life draining from the eyes

seeping away like blood

It flows in veins like poison

when the tingling subsides

wounded voices screaming

the paradox of life

Staring at our disbelief

knowing the relief is gone

concealing the sense underneath

awakening every nerve

Blood leaking through your fingers,

splashing the face with hot rain

thrill moves through the blood stream

voices began to fade away

It flows in veins......

The day we walked on templed ground

hunting for a nameless face

whispering secrets down beneath

trying to sense some trace of place

Blood leaking through your fingers

splashing the face with hot rain

thrill moves through the blood stream

voices began to fade away

It flows in veins......