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Waning autumn, winter blue |
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Tonight we dance in praise of you |
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Oh reaper scream a silent serenade |
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Of tunes above earths grave |
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Enigma bites our world in grey |
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To kill the morning jester fade |
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Our host of nocturn is the ghost of day |
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The cosmos for you paved |
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The milky way pours over me |
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We own the stars and night |
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Angel of death has set us free |
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Blue light of pure insight |
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Planetary suicide |
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From violence of red sun we hide |
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Long live disciples of eternal night |
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In praise of moonlit sky |
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The milky way pours over me |
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At one with stars and night |
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Angel of death has set us free |
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Blue light of pure insight |
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Take his hand |
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To the land of dreams |
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Fear not his purple might |
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Truths unfold |
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With the grace of death |
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Iron lace ties our embrace |