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o alvorecer era verde maçă
muito bem, vocę liberais
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
dę-me a fome
quando o véu dos olhos for levantado
na meia-noite
sob a lua da colheita
eu năo queimo nenhum incense
nos salőes do sono vocę vagueou perto
babylon -- onde eu vou sonhar
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
os dias endeared a cada MUSE

 



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