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OMNIUM GATHERUM
YEARS IN WASTE |
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No Moon & No Queen
Snowing wherever you go
Seen in the red light of sunset
Tell me of times before this life
And tell me if it's too late, Already too late
I've tried to be cleansed from their quarrels
The curtain of flames was easily passed
Though I feared, I feared a lot
For life can be hard sometimes
When we're dreamless and cold
The moon hiding tears of scarlet
Nothing but a glance of mourning
Winter queen is made of deceit
And the heathens they all die too young
"I want to hold you in my arms,
I want you more than my soul"
In chambers and in need
For my eyes to be blessed
And what was the worth of it all
How did I live through the mist
Given the part of a wolf
Almost hunted down by the weak
In chambers and in need
For my eyes to be blessed
For life can be hard sometimes
When we're dreamless and cold
The moon hiding tears of scarlet
Nothing but a glance of mourning
Winter queen is made of deceit
And the heathens they all die too young
"I want to hold you in my arms,
I want you more than my soul"
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