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A voice echoes inside 'I'll never have you' And the ache falls Like an orphans curse I see you across the lake Mourning for my soul Oh, my little doll The time... - Portrait Of A Pale Lass
Time My blood stained knife With silver ornaments Shine your blade and Stab me in the back She stands Beneath the clouds Smiling, as her eyes caress the sky He...
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