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Your hands stole the night winds blow |
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And your mind burnt every cloud |
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In the sky, left is a flaw |
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Of a pale and dying star |
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While we're melting lies |
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Over dreams and life |
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Mourning suns rise on |
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And the zephyr's night |
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Has misled our eyes |
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Mourning suns rise on |
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On the fields, the misty rays |
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Let forsee a mourning day |
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If the dawn don't wake again |
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You will bleed a thousand rains... |
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While we're melting lies |
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Mourning suns rise on |
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In the zephyr's night |
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Mourning suns rise on |
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While we're melting lies |
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Mourning suns rise on |
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In the zephyr's night |
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Mourning suns rise on |
