Barren Hope - Halls | Текст песни

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• Barren Hope
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Crows fly away
We're left with so little to live for
We're known for what you call the opposition
yet to call it quits we are the opposition
thriving in sickness and health
blooming despair roots in everyone's addiction
salvation reigns in the halls
of our wounded children
Circles over my head

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