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The Ghosts That Wait for Spring lyrics
Somewhere in a prison
There´s a muffled cry
From a hooded figure
Please don´t forget me
To redact a human
Black blocks on existence
A ghost in a cell
Stripped
A shuffled gait
Betrays the mind of a man
Reduced to echoes and rumours
Of where truth lies
Every inch of skin clothed
With head in a bag
Relic of humanity
Forget
Again
Part of these releases
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- Track 7 on Mouth of Swords
- 6 Wise Hands
- 8 I Am Time, the Destroyer
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