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War
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She floats like a dream,
Before she sinks under,
Carrying in her folds,
The dying cries of the soldiers..
The infernal night rise
Evrething burn on the light of the moon
She was ther ,standing like a stone
I saw her,i go after her
A dark cicle destroy my path
I was screaming to she her me
And a horn spoke
The war began
She floats like a dream,
Before she sinks under,
Carrying in her folds,
The dying cries of the soldiers..
The infernal night rise
Evrething burn on the light of the moon
She was ther ,standing like a stone
I saw her,i go after her
A dark cicle destroy my path
I was screaming to she her me
And a horn spoke
The war began
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