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I heard the fountain roar
And my own blood rushing
Against the marble floor and the mirrored walls
A puff of smoke
A smell of sulphur and charcoal
I’ll be your ghost

I saw your trembling hands
Rifle through the sideboard,
Your throbbing violence, a feudal lord,
A wicker man decaying on the hardwood planks
I’ll be your ghost

My faith is like an infinite pool
Like a shiver through the vines
I saw the signs, the deus vult
Eyed the dead end of the line.

I felt the morning air
Hit like the sound of thunder
With the knight armors I kept sitting there
A jitter heart forever slumping in this chair,
I’ll be your ghost

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from [OIL049] Fit For Fiction, track released April 15, 2022
Production, vocals, piano, guitar, synths and sound design: Anja T. Lahrmann
Violin: Nils Grøndahl
Mix: Jonas Graverholt and Anja T. Lahrmann
Master: Jacob Brøndlund

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