Edge Of Sanity

Edge Of Sanity - Incantation Vi lyrics

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And now she sat alone in the concealment of the night
She was hungry now to liberate the writings from their 
cage
The glimmer of a feeble moon provided her with light
Fly, soul, the body's guest,
Upon your impish arrant
Let none be guiled by false confession
Truth shall be your warrant
Fly soul for your body must die
Fly soul for your body must die

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Language: English

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