The shadows on the wall, that creeps up from behind. Abandon sanity, (when)
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It penetrates your mind. Whispers in the night, that makes the heart beat
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Fast. A breath upon your neck, will this minute be your last? Just vague
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Memories of unfinished dreams, in the end maybe nothing's what it seems?A
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Scent of snow in the air, the silent season is approaching. Covers
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Everything under the shining sun, leaves this earth white and pure.
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The Silent Season
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| Ancestral Legacy |
