Die Weisse Rose - The Solitary Volcano | Текст песни

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• Die Weisse Rose
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"W/ a golden halo of the sun,
That crowns your face just like a saint
Admist the flowers that decay
And the ashes that you gathered
You stumbled onward,
On your wayward and lonely path
Towards the sun, into the sun
I will follow you like a sinking star
Now as a old man, a hermit,
A solitary volcano
In your last refuge,
Your build your own fortress
And sealed it,
As if it was a tomb,
Your tomb
Overcoming yourself
Becoming yourself
A solitary volcano"

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