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gloom
da solo
mondo che cambia sotto la mia mano
scuro-eyed
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
il mio dispiacere, quando č qui con me
se esso
riempio questa tazza
il cielo
quindi non posso
i corridoi di marmo resounding lunghi
amo la mia ora di vento e di luce

 



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