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[ti:All My Faith Lost] |
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[ar:Luminal] |
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[al:Hours] |
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When there's no unconsciousness |
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When there're no faery hair faeries |
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My romantic violence wants me frail |
| [00:59.94] |
Sadness can become light perversion |
| [01:09.88] |
Only dazzling fire that burns in stakes |
| [01:27.81] |
Lighting unquiet born souls |
| [01:38.87] |
Needing dark rest |
| [01:44.95] |
The damned passions |
| [01:52.80] |
All the blood that runs in |
| [01:57.11] |
All the time that is given |
| [02:01.21] |
Making us invisible to the eyes |
| [02:11.44] |
The sky is darkening |
| [02:17.38] |
Before of a real sunset |
| [02:24.94] |
We are shadows, look at us with anger |
| [02:34.04] |
Because we have no more heart |
| [02:47.58] |
Inside, eternal sleeps, we fly immortal |
| [03:23.82] |
Now our screams are nothing but a sing |
| [03:39.40] |
There are words that do not need voice, though |
| [04:05.17] |
Mute they scream |
