Cogitemus Corpus Esse Mortale

Asgaard

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    Silence...I rub my eyes and scream
    To kill the fear
    Somewhere in the distance here the moan of bells
    Angel song of love
    Sounds the echo of thousand hearts
    Loneliness...
    Mad dreams about the shine
    Revive in her embrace
    Like insane wanderers
    We create the landscapes of our bliss
    Bathed in the ocean of sin
    Damned forever
    We die...

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