[Music & Lyrics by Kristoffer Austrheim]
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We who run from the presence of the sun
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By the voived bitter gleam chasing darkness like a dream
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All with weary tasks fordone 'scape the serpents tounge
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All with weary tasks fordone 'scape the serpents tounge
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To catch the shadow, let the substance fall
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(in remembrance of a shroud)
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Like the sun's bright beam entangled in melancholy
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(in remembrance of a shroud)
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Entangled in the black roars of an image's stream
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(in remembrance of a shroud)
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Of an-of an-of an image's stream
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(in remembrance of a shroud)
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Now i find hideousness in mind shall i disturb this hallowed house ?
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I have been sent with dusk before to sweep the dust behind the door
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I have been sent with dusk before to sweep the dust behind the door
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Put the wretch that lies in woe in remembrance of a shroud
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the match agreed - with flames admired
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In Remembrance Of A Shroud
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| Dismal Euphony |
