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Shape of Despair - In the Mist lyrics
Slow mine feet are, frozen their veins. Still closing helplessly afar, waking the creatures within. I am a lonely traveller, awaiting to sleep eternally. Under those cold woods, as my fall brings them. Shadows of their wings, as howling their pleeds. Wounded, i lay on ground listening their needs It's dark and cold and they fly slowly the way they were told. To feast mine fleshly dreaming. And they know surely, they raped mine soul. |
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