LYRIC
Like a midnight creature without a home
A raven without wings
A grave without a stone
I'd die like a tree without leaves
In the blistering winter
With a loveless disease
Like a midnight creature without a home
A raven without wings
A grave without a stone
I'd die like a tree without leaves
In the blistering winter
With a loveless disease
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Like a midnight creature without a home
A raven without wings
A grave without a stone
I'd die like a tree without leaves
In the blistering winter
With a loveless disease
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