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Nights are getting longer while I lose countOf the days spent in chill solitude. why are you here?It's so easy... tearing off the ropesStay awake spread your lungs wideThe skull in sand, this is the land of devastation and contemptPull me out I need your warmthWe'll fill the air with scent of rainPull me out I need your warmthThe piercing squeal of our own galeeasy yeah. tearing off the veinsThe skull in sand... I know why you're hereDo you feel this gale...Are you in my gale?Pull me out I need your warmthWe'll fill the air with scent of rainPull me out I need your warmthThe piercing squeal of our own galePull me out I need your warmthI swear you'll never see me anymorePull me out I need your warmthThe piercing squeal of our own gale From Letras Mania