歌词
I should take one of my area points
heavy the rain doth pour
and heavy the tongue
the light does miss
the forested face
bitter bitter
the pendulum swung
bitter bitter
the pendulum swung
open the sky for me
cut out the heart
the fruit does spoil
the children's laughter
bitter bitter
the blackest of arts
good man
the last wave by
crying how bright
the sun does try
despite the shadow
bitter bitter
the dying of the light
bitter bitter
the dagger in the fight
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