Sovereign
(Indisponível)
Her rain is black rust
And melts down heavy on dreaming heads
It cuts through
She floods the haunting roads of the past
Like the dark night embraces a shadow
A fold in time brings her madness
Worn from and age from wars
A sovereign pain
A will tattered by a thousand storms
An explosion of memories echo in the skull
Faith in this will bring us all to her
We will know and feel all that is real
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