| Autumn witches standing barefoot in the sea
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| Singing songs that even brought the devil to his knees
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| We shall inherit the time…
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| Like the thunder stands for comfort
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| With the dancer in our dreams
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| Autumn witches mesmerizing leaves to flee
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| Dancing dances that even gods
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| And undreamt dreams would wish to see
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| We shall inherit the soil…
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| Like the one who wants our songs to end
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| The one who perishes on moonlit fields
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| We are the daughters of the one with broken wings and horns…
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| And the winterking shall be the one
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| Who carries the burden of the thorns |