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Waste Replacing (Lyric) by Phalkon

winds are blowing, so much colder fragile hands caress my face footsteps echo in the distance marking this, my fall from grace time is wasting, waste replacing everything is wearing down lights are burning, barren yearning night falls on a somber town... bloodied knaves in sultry caves their liquids drip from tired hands sorrowed cries as people die the tears and blood engulf the lands war and illness kill the census pestilence, the people die thousands crying, millions dying all survivors asking why... sun goes down, the pain surrounds eternal fear comes to my door darkness falls, the nightlife calls and creatures move across my fear must escape this cold dark rape the evil comes surrounding me cannot wait, anticipate for anywhere i'd rather be...

wilco 13-May-04/2:09 PM
wtf...




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