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She came down from the mountain
Just to leave the life behind
And in tha darkness
Dreams soround us
I can hear the spirit cries
In the garden burning flowers
A golden seal deadly knife
And in the smoke reign
I sense violence like can seal
All our's rage
How the cries that claim
And blind going and stay
It's just how
How it's seems unafraid
As the world in between
Of what we don't see
So later us rest on the yellow
You may find your self at ease
And if the deamon of love
Won't let you go just lay down
And be recieved
How the cries that claim
And blind going and stay
It's just how
How it's seems unafraid
As the world in between
Of what we don't see
