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Too dank, doom Too dank, fire Into the black at hearts Anointed ones, provided sons Who are the last to rule Trade on, receivers He ain't coming to For far have I wandered at last into your bughouse rules Round and round, shoots and spires Beyond the blast of an arc We fed hard, we draw dark Through the edge of fear Lay down your winters Lay down, cry faith For once you’ve left as your father’s son, who blesses the dove-eyed fates? We shinе as we all shine on Shine as wе all shine We shine as we all shine on Shine as we all shine We shine as we all shine on Shine as we all shine Straight on deceivers Letras de cancionesAs sound from who's bethought He’s grown still and warm He's great repast He’s into the common He’s into the common morgue Shine as we all shine We shine as we all shine on Shine as we all shine We shine as we all shine on Shine as we all shine We shine as we all shine on Shine as we all shine From Letras Mania