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Opeth - Dirge For November Şarkı Sözleri
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lost, here is nowhere searching home still turning past me, all are gone time is now
the omen showed, took me away preparations are done, this can´t last the mere reflection brought disgust no ordeal to conquer, this firm slit
it sheds upon the floor, dripping into a pool grant me sleep, take me under like the wings of a dove, folding around i fade into this tender care
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