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Familiar feelings you don't know You were strong enough to go Wishing you were blown away Watching hopes and dreams decay Always watching over you All my will is overdue When you smoke that cigarette Coughing blood but feeling it A distant calling of the cross For you to deal with bitter loss The age of man's come to an end Let the age of womankind begin I hear the siren of Yersinia I need your death to set me free I hear the silence of our millions I feel the sickness breathe in me I hear the siren of Yersinia I need your death to set me free I hear the silence of our millions I feel the sickness breathe in me Come to the garden of Yersinia We need your death to set us free Hear the silence of our millions I feel the sickness breathe in me From Letras Mania