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Datura
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Waste (The Fades of Old)
Storm cloud oppression Clearest night's now covered stars Invitation to a dark sleep in a long hall Distant expression of truth that was once believed One payment missed, now no reprieve
On the road to get dry Distillation of scenes and lifetimes Where and how to get off of this ride Where life and earth align
This is the end, no? You shouldn't think about it They say a life lived well's the best revenge Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Like a story told without a middle or beginning You'd do best to forget Bits of before and then the aftermath Suffocating poison leaks in the well Is this the end, no? You should have thought about it Sold your soul when there was something there to sell
Sweat and bleed the prophecies of a lifetime grown Tossed and trampled under feet as we crawl towards home Reviled, excised, internalized as the Fades of Old Nights alive with dance and tales untold
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