Juniper Black - Season Of The Treasures | Текст песни

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His hooves in dirt pound
Look beneath and knead the ground
All along. Divide.
His majesty is coming through the ground.
Here he smoothing our skulls
Doesn't need a bed of stars
Smoke flow through the eyes of skulls
Scarlet eagle watching skies.
All along. Devide.
His majesty is coming through the ground.
The treasure that you couldn't find.

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