Paroles de Found, oval and final
Altar Of Plagues
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Date de parution : 30/04/2013
Durée : 0:03:19
Style : Rock
A balm in your hands, it has begun to hide.
Once more, (left as) the one awake, a script knotted in a hand.
Absent and building, and looming in the air
Hung and thin between (sparks of sunlight).
The dark and the dark, all the hours.
Numbers and worlds well-tuned.
Not all thing are well wound - there are joys.
But i am bound, to follow you.
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