Martial Vox - Doors | Текст песни

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what color of coldness
you know better than all
all who were around
and in your head last fall
the end of the era
so normal and it will blow
you paint the reflection
engraving your every thought

mind is your god

the sound of deepness
you hear it better than all
all who are in front of
the castle and its patrol
your everyday war
demands of you to radiate force
our realization
opens all the essential doors


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