The Late Parade - Red Song (Kyte Remix) | Текст песни

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• The Late Parade
• Red Song (Kyte Remix)

Say you will
fantasy
That you will leave me be

March my fantasy
make mêlée
against this bloodless sea

Say you will

My firefly
aim for the tallest tree so high
so I can see her now
I can see her now

A light
an excite
I feed by devy vines

The red song is mine
so divine
words of my decline


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