Mons и Skavronskaya

I can recall a time
When your pale eyes
They knew how to glow
Just like mine

Will, oh Willem
What have I done?
Your eyes have lost
Their light, their life
Because of lies we spun

Setting now in alcohol
On display in kunstkamera
Like fruit or organs or insects
Your stare forever dead

Will, oh Willem
What have I done?
Your eyes have lost
Their light, their life
And now I’ll ache until
My own is done

Willem, oh Willem
What have I done?

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