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Testo: Bless The Fallen. The Fall Of An Empire, The Prince.

If winter woke early would you greet the sleet with a frown or would it give you the high of an open roof. When the deepest blue wave strikes the shore it wont be hard; it wont be hard to understand that the most deadly addiction is a single breath of water. Don't let this be all you have. DOn't put this all into me, Put your anchor down in a better place. I know what I've gotten myself into. The deepest blue wave doesn't always show the most promise. So Dark the crown of man. No indian prince has more flowers to his palace than a theif has to his gallows
Bless The Fallen