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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- Country: Sweden
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