Crowpath - Children of Boredom | Текст песни

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So naive, they thrust their youth to serve as illumination when daylight dies.
They challenge the devil like there is no next time.
By midnight they toast to beaten heroes, bastards with leading parts in their stories.
Drawing dead, well aware of their destined end.
By dawn they find solace in knowing that no one can devour their memories.

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