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To my head I raise a wreath of white flowers and cry unhappiness my mournful valediction I drink deep into your soul Thanatos Kyrie elesion I tread Alone Bowed and stooping figure Tears standing in my eyes Icons waver in my vision I grieve as the dirge is sung To my head I raise a wreath of white flowers and cry unhappiness my mournful valediction I drink deep into your soul Thanatos Kyrie elesion From Letras Mania