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Child of Equinox
It speaks, says they
In a form of perish
She sleeps purely
to only start waving
to them and their
little deformed spirits
Come closer, hence –
Wednesday 22nd July 2015 4:26 pm
Skull City
Skull City
In the city of light,
in the valley of skulls
our spirits dance.
In the city of light,
in the valley of skulls
our spirits dance baby.
dancing forever and ever
and ever baby.
Our ghosts dance in the city of skulls.
You by my side baby.
In the valley of light we move side by side, never still.
In the city of skulls we d...
Sunday 10th March 2013 8:43 pm
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