The Night Beggar – Canaan – letras

The night is a painless lawnInfused with chants and starsAnd calm whispers of joy.The night is a distant soundThat shakes the peaceful sleepOf tides.The night is a precious friendThat keeps our deathwish away.The night is unbearable delightWhen you’re here to plantThe seeds of eternal youthWith your bare hands.I’m life itself begging for moreI’m life itself finding a wayI’m life itself speaking againI’m life itself leaving this pain behindFor your love is the wonder of a childFor your love is the pure passion of mindFor your love is the only shelter of timeFor your love is a treasure of the same kindThe night is a painful placeCursed with screams and bonesAnd spells of a spiritual desert.The night is a silent plagueThat bleeds forever in my tornApart body.The night is a putrid clotThat grows a tumor in myExhausted flesh.The night is unbearable sufferingWhen you’re here to destroy theTiny things I care for.I’m flesh itself begging for its defeatI’m flesh itself finding its reliefI’m flesh itself leaving its hollow groundFor your love is the tough winter of fearFor your love is the hard feeling of grudgeFor your love is the only shelter of doubt

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