Letra de The Forlorn
Demigod
The Forlorn
Demigod
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Demigod
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Through horizons I am dreaming
I sense the mourning of skies
Desolate sands forming below me
Mortals are gathered for the passing
Smoke rises from the earthly past
I hear the dirge of morning dusk
I'm drifting into the beauty of darkness
I sense the mourning of skies
Desolate sands forming below me
Mortals are gathered for the passing
Smoke rises from the earthly past
I hear the dirge of morning dusk
I'm drifting into the beauty of darkness
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