Letra de A Night That Ends, As All Nights End, When the Sun
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We, who built ourselves to paradigm.
We, who wore a colossal weight with pride.
In a niche of faunus extravagance
We, who wore a colossal weight with pride.
In a niche of faunus extravagance
we ruled a tundra of malice.
Providence trades hands with exigence
as the wolves chase us in to the thicket.
Oh, the weight of it!
Providence trades hands with exigence
as the wolves chase us in to the thicket.
Oh, the weight of it!
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