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Your eyes gave me a lookOf dull despairTied up with him and yetYou're not awareThat I can change your lifeIf you dareCome join this group of menStay and shareWe are the prophets of sorrowWe always pray for the nightWe build no life for tomorrowAnd never talk of the lightWe are the prophets of sorrowBlack milk cries out for youAnd show my chestYou tremble as I tryTo touch your breastBreak free and scream out loudNot the bestSo stupid, small and dumbAs the restWe are the prophets of sorrowWe always pray for the nightWe build no life for tomorrowAnd never talk of the lightWe are the prophets of sorrow From Letras Mania