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mountains. Creatures became mute. Rivers of blood flow beneath the pyre. Set it ablaze. Constructions collapse. Nothing lasts. What will rise from our bones. We failed to defend. This is the time to
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night on fire. The time to hesitate is through. No time to wallow in the mire. Try now we can only lose. And our love become a funeral pyre. Come on baby, light my fire. Come on baby, light my fire. Try
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unknown past. Dancing at the funeral party Memories of childrens dreams. Lie lifeless, fading lifeless. Hand in hand with fear and shadows. Crying at the funeral party I heard a song and turned away
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Bài hát The Funeral Of Hearts (Radio Edit) - HIM . Love's the funeral of hearts. And an ode for cruelty. When angels cry blood. On flowers of evil in bloom. The funeral of hearts. And a plea for
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Bài hát The Funeral - Hank Williams. I was walking in Savannah past a church, decayed and dim. When slowly through the window came a plaintive funeral hymn. My sympathy awakened and a wonder
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Love's the funeral of hearts. And an ode for cruelty. When angels cry blood. On flowers of evil in bloom. . The funeral of hearts. And a plea for mercy. When love is a gun. Separating me from
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Love's the funeral of hearts. And an ode for cruelty. When angels cry blood. On flowers of evil in bloom. . The funeral of hearts. And a plea for mercy. When love is a gun. Separating me from
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, all gods die, all gods will pay. We'll exorcise all of these fathers of lies. Burned holes for eyes behold the pyre of gods. Uncrusaders, heretics to all faith. No slavery beyond death!. Every idol
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High. Dance Around My Funeral Pyre. Soon We All Be Dreaming. Baby Can You Feel It Kicking In. Oh Yeah, Yeah, Yeah. Hey, Nothing Last Forever. I Just Gotta Tell It To Myself. So One Day I Can Wave It
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ourselves that it's alright. That we dream about the day we die. Chorus. I've been dancing at my funeral. Waitin' for you to arrive. I was hoping you'd look beautiful. Dancin' with tears in your eyes. But
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was the ultimate sin I warned you then and I'm warning you now. If you mess with me you're playing with fire. Winds of change that are fanning the flames. Will carry you to your funeral pyre It's
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. Given that you pay the price. We can keep you young and tender. Follow in the footsteps of a funeral pyre. You were paid not listen now your house is on fire. . Wake me up when things get started
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. Given that you pay the price. We can keep you young and tender. Follow in the footsteps of a funeral pyre. You were paid not listen now your house is on fire. . Wake me up when things get started
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You wait by the window. Morning's breath on the sill. Idle hands given another try. So you wait and you savour the moment. Outside the canvas turned white. Ruby eyes in the fog. Rain washing
