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Music: S. Drover, G. Drover. Lyrics: S. Drover. . As I glide swiftly in shadows. Unknown - I move without a sound. Before your mouth opens to scream. I'll have your world turned inside out.
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[Music: S. Drover, G. Drover]. [Lyrics: S. Drover]. . [Theme - Glen]. . Born into fire - embellished into flames. Arise from fury - you are inept to refrain.
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[Music: S. Drover, G. Drover]. [Lyrics: S. Drover]. . Closing my eyes from a cynical world left behind. Memories gone without a trace. Emotional burnout - time spinning out of control.
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I watched her stare turn to rage. as she looked up to the sky and cried out. Where have you gone?. Cause I don't feel you here with me. My cup was running over,.
I know this is not what you want to hear. we've built this place together all of these years. if you're filled with confusion we've done nothing wrong.
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