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Autumn witches standing barefoot in the sea. |
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Singing songs that even brought the devil to his knees. |
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We shall inherit the time... |
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Like the thunder stands for comfort. |
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With the dancer in our dreams. |
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Autumn witches mesmerizing leaves to flee. |
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Dancing dances that even gods and undreamt dreams would wish to see. |
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We shall inherit the soil... |
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Like the one who wants our songs to end. |
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The one who perishes on moonlit fields. |
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We are the daughters of the one with broken wings and horns.... |
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And the winterking shall be the one who carries the burden of the thorns. |
