Letra de Procession Of The Dancing Dusk (part 2)
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Dappled dreams and painted nights.
Miseries tease the open eye.
Rythms boast of times demise.
Miseries tease the open eye.
Rythms boast of times demise.
The walking cry of lullabyes.
The racing minds quest for finish lines.
Where do all the trophies lie?
Seekers chase what's right behind.
Crying tears already dry,
As they turn to face the grand reprise,
Of sleep residing shy of life.
The racing minds quest for finish lines.
Where do all the trophies lie?
Seekers chase what's right behind.
Crying tears already dry,
As they turn to face the grand reprise,
Of sleep residing shy of life.
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