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Dark is the colour that weaves the midnight sky |
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It oppresses in it's beauty it seduces (the) chaste of life |
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Light is the colour to dress the lady of the snow |
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It's a white delight that easily is lost within the storm |
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How could ever these two be joined together at all: |
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Light and dark, the filth, the grace, the unborn grey is the cost |
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Fly through the starlight over all the frozen sky |
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All virtues and the lust, placed inside this downcast grace |
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Into the mists of dusk, through the shades of grey we fly |
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Bring me back my will to live, never let me go |
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Fly through the starlight over all the frozen sky |
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All virtues and the lust, placed inside this downcast grace |
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Into the mists of dusk, through the shades of grey we fly |
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Bring me back my will to live, never let me go |
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Fly through the starlight, |
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Over frozen sky |