Standing cold and bare
Posing everywhere
Stone statues that once were life
With one touch alone
She turns life to stone
A still life, a captured soul
He's broken through
Yes, He's broken through
He's breathing life on everybody
Like a silent flare
Coloring the air
With stillness before the storm
Waiting for His breath
To take away the death
Of magic that turns to stone
Posing everywhere
Stone statues that once were life
With one touch alone
She turns life to stone
A still life, a captured soul
He's broken through
Yes, He's broken through
He's breathing life on everybody
Like a silent flare
Coloring the air
With stillness before the storm
Waiting for His breath
To take away the death
Of magic that turns to stone
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