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Blowing constantly these winds of change which call the names He whispers, "One day... you belong to me..." No escape to the pain "You won't feel the hurt," he soothes "won't need the destruction" Earthly rumbles And a warring for the heavens begins "This was my life" all try, all cry "And now this is your fate" he laughs As we're left with nothing left to say Bearing the heavy loads Which only bind us harder...
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Dec 6, 2012
Dec 6, 2012 at 11:41 PM UTC
THE CROOKED SCHEMER
Blowing constantly these winds of change which call the names He whispers, "One day... you belong to me..." No escape to the pain "You won't feel the hurt," he soothes "won't need the destruction" Earthly rumbles And a warring for the heavens begins "This was my life" all try, all cry "And now this is your fate" he laughs As we're left with nothing left to say Bearing the heavy loads Which only bind us harder...
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Dec 6, 2012
Dec 6, 2012 at 11:41 PM UTC
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