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Take away,These hands of darkness.Reaching for my soul.Now, the cold wind,blows out my candles.Feeling,only fear,without any hopr. A thousand dark moons.A thousand winters long.A million fallen stars,the candle burns in the womb. We trie not to forget,they live through us.Slowly they die away at every candle’s end A thousand dark moons.A thousand winters long.A million
Is there a place deep withinA place where you hide you’re darkest sins There’s a strange kind of ambiance,its surrounding you lure me,towards the truth Candles die down ass you leave the roomIn my heart you leave no gloomAs you lure me I know the truthYou’re a leprechaun, I see you through. Is there a
Cold are the bones of thy soldiers.Longing for home, their little paradise.I don’t feel remdeption on their side Fallen from grace, help me rise again.Fallen from grace, help me through. Fallen from grace, help me through.Fallen from grace. Feel these hands, the pressure, the cold, tremble. Do you hear these words.Do you feel the wounds.I’ll
After,the cold darkness,in the heart of the forest.Where birds are singing,for the new born sun In the womb of the leaves,on the branches of the trees,lies the treasure of the morning,the pearls of light. Carried away by thee truculence of my world,I got lost in the surch for enlightment,The blue ran,Covered my roots and I
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