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veja, eles retornam
a festa real foi feita
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
jogaram uma pedra, você jogaram uma pedra
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela
nós não éramos muitos
aflija-se não para o invisível
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra

 



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