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Destined To Grope In The Dark

Feythland

7 acessos

Falling down from the lowermost tower
The river-port of my empheral desires
Once again the sky is whirling
My mind is a blank, craving for a closing ground

This time i have left behind
All the light from the Moon and Sun
All the sorrows and all the delight
For all times !!!
Release my soul from the cage of my body
Transforming into Wolf it smiles to me!
It takes an oath to bring me god
And tear out his heart if he is going to lie
Nothing happend, Christ did not come

And although flames are flogging my body
My soul remains cold as a chilling iceberg
Destined to grope in the dark...

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