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Текст песни The Church - Dream

The Church - Dream слова песни




Washed into a sentimental gloomLoneliness about the Battle-clad Byzantium commandsAnd these dark cards look nothing like my handLightning strikes a second timeSongbird knows just when to dieEmperor cries immortal from the grimeSun is in the hole in the skyInterest builds up with perfumed prideThere`s an enemy cruising on the plain tonightyears it`s lost and then it`s Don`t know how I`m so far off from my bedMemories of serpents in the drainMelting like ice in the rainAs my self grows closer to the grave

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