Take rest of feet
Give it a balm please
Dump the apologies
Choices called by the same beast of all Helen's name
Prowled upon skies again
With pinken veiled the dawn can run
The rain and mist come down upon
It came down upon us there
Soul of care
It came down upon us rain
Too afraid
We come upon a possum gaze
Upon my face
Who is night to cast the fate
Up on this gate
One would think enough of the final race
Mystery shift while watched a pile of maidens
Crying bold eyes crawling up from grief
Crawling nightmare somber incorporation
Meeting in sighs
A toast of spies
Your voice escaped
Mind is ache
Within its beak the following rains
Mystery shift upon our fettered races
Feeling these stars approach this light
A million miles approach this meditation
Fyrce Muons - The Divine Lyrics
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English
Take rest of feet
Give it a balm please
Dump the apologies
Choices called by the same beast of all Helen's name
Prowled upon skies again
With pinken veiled the dawn can run
The rain and mist come down upon
It came down upon us there
Soul of care
It came down upon us rain
Too afraid
We come upon a possum gaze
Upon my face
Who is night to cast the fate
Up on this gate
One would think enough of the final race
Mystery shift while watched a pile of maidens
Crying bold eyes crawling up from grief
Crawling nightmare somber incorporation
Meeting in sighs
A toast of spies
Your voice escaped
Mind is ache
Within its beak the following rains
Mystery shift upon our fettered races
Feeling these stars approach this light
A million miles approach this meditation
Give it a balm please
Dump the apologies
Choices called by the same beast of all Helen's name
Prowled upon skies again
With pinken veiled the dawn can run
The rain and mist come down upon
It came down upon us there
Soul of care
It came down upon us rain
Too afraid
We come upon a possum gaze
Upon my face
Who is night to cast the fate
Up on this gate
One would think enough of the final race
Mystery shift while watched a pile of maidens
Crying bold eyes crawling up from grief
Crawling nightmare somber incorporation
Meeting in sighs
A toast of spies
Your voice escaped
Mind is ache
Within its beak the following rains
Mystery shift upon our fettered races
Feeling these stars approach this light
A million miles approach this meditation
Writer: michael mcgee
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