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Текст песни The 3rd And The Mortal - Harvest

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The cat sharpens its clawsAnd runs into the cornfieldsChildren playing hide and seekA frail figure dressed in a capeWandering with measured stepsHaunted by derisive wordsThey want to capture the ogressWandering aimlesslyFinding pebbles on the groundPicking leaves from from an oaktreeStalks make rents in green sailsHave some candyShe saysFar beneath the raging seaLies a monstrous vesselChained men singing elegies

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