conyers delaware - Battle of Poets | Текст песни

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• conyers delaware
• Battle of Poets

Your great illusions
Can't confuse me now
Now you follow
To this unnamed town

You should pay attention
'Cause you alone from now
Please answer my question
Where are you go and how?

Spirit of winter
Will be soon in each of our house
Now you follow
To this unfaced ground

Your body is tired
Your eyes can't see anymore
Your soul is dyin'
But it will be there for a long

Don't stop in the middle
Don't let your hand got low
You will be so happy
In the end of the road