Noromakina - Dismal

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  • Опубліковано 15 лис 2024
  • The tears, forsake
    The echoes of my shadows friend
    Dismal, whispers
    A grave I wanna sleep alone
    You gave, a verse
    That lingers in this bloody tale
    The night, unfolds
    Into a symphony of dirt
    We touch, the stars
    We fall into the depths of hell
    Dismal, a mist
    A willow you can never take
    The night, descends
    Im going to the void again
    Beneath, myself
    You don't know when my verses die

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