Holocaust The Small Hours Letras:
Look hard unto the darkness,
And you will see,
Just call my name and
I'll be there.

You cannot touch me,
You would not dare,
I am the chill that's in the air.

(chorus)

And I try to get through to you,
In my own special way,
As the barriers crumble,
At the end of the day.
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Dark rivers are flowing,
Back into the past,
You are the fish for which I cast.

But what of the future,
What is to be,
As the rivers flow into the sea.

(chorus)

take not for granted,
Powers I bear,
Don't step into the demon's lair.

Time is an illusion,
Life is but time,
Steep is the mountain
which we climb.
Letras: The Small Hours Holocaust [final]