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The moonlight mirage of damned lake
Quiet screams of souls from the bottom of the wattery graveyard
And the look of a blind old man.
An image of inviolability and blind faith
Dying memories, like a life clenched in a fist.
The moonlight mirage of damned lake
Quiet screams of souls from the bottom of the wattery graveyard
And the look of a blind old man.
An image of inviolability and blind faith
Dying memories, like a life clenched in a fist.
