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Mar 2016
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When the crows kiss
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It's a sight, it's a sight

The creatures fly
In the moonlit mist
In the moonlit mist, tonight

What she knows
She crows as she flies
Shadowy sounds
From trembling wings

When you close your eyes
You can hear her sing
You can hear her sing
When you close your eyes

Close your eyes, and
Fly with me
Close your eyes, and
Hear her sing

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Reverend Bogeyman
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