Marquis of Vaudeville - Corps of Night | Текст песни

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Here below the world
Underneath the roots of flowers
Locked behind a door
A clock winds down the ancient hours
Dear is the darkling eventide
Tangled, entwined
Fear not, the time is drawing nigh
Rebellion will rise

I -
Want to feel alive
We march dead to the world
We are the Corps of Night
Hear us now, the torn,
lost, ignored, the world’s forgotten
Wasted, blamed no more
We are the hope, the few, undaunted
Dear is the darkling eventide
Tangled, entwined
Fear not, the time is drawing nigh
Rebellion will rise

I -
Want to feel alive
We march dead to the world
We are the Corps of night
Yes, dear is the darkling eventide
Tangled, entwined
Fear not, the time is drawing nigh
Destiny is ours

I -
Want to feel alive
We march dead to the world
We are the Corps of Night

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