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Siouxsie And The Banshees Shadowtime

The voice asleep, the voice has vanished From the top of the sky to the place below Touch the surface and the mirror bends Your words resound, out of

in Shadowtime Shadowtime -- Catching fire, taking hold all that glisters leaves you cold No-one is near, no-one will head your changeling song take shape in Shadowtime Shadowtime