Came the sings, I've waited for so long from you
I tear the lines
Intrude The ties That blind, In bloom
Tame the knives
I'd seal the cunning spies, for you
Create the s miles,
Permit the kninieving brides, so gloom
We are at the world's end
In your arms, then I'll be fine
we are out of reach to the skies we seek for every light
Lets paint the stars
Erase the scars
Erase the blinding night
Lets paint the stars
Erase the scars
Emmit the blinding night
We are at the world's end
In your armas, then I'll be fine
We are out of reach to the skies we seek for every light
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