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Текст песни King Crimson - The Batle Of Glass Tears

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including: Dawn Song
Last Skirmish
Prince Puppert`s Lament

Night enfolds her cloak of holes
Around the river meadow.
Old moon-light stalks by brocken ploughs
Hides spokeless wheels in shadows.
Sentries lean on thorn wood spears
Blow on their hands, stare eastwards.

Burnt with dream and taut with fear
Dawn`s misty shawl upon them.
Three hills apart great armies stir
Spit oath and curse as day breaks
Forming lines of horse and steel
By even yards march forward.

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