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Current 93 Falling

body Untouched by sight or sound of misery Close the eyes Shift the responsibility It was not you It was not you Falling back in fields of rape My children Falling

Around me: I stand on the shore The waters are black and swirling I hold a black mirror in my hands The /swastiked/ winds sweep around me Their arms the

Around me: I stand on the shore The waters are black and swirling I hold a black mirror in my hands The /swastiked/ winds sweep around me Their arms the