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• Artiste: Lord Of The Lost
• Titre: Morsal
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They will see your face in bloom and the night will be no more they know nothing about your doom they see you still the way you've been before so colourful but the poison deep inside has spread my rose, you wither with pride you wither in grace you turn your face towards the light your leaves start to fall again you'll arise after all in broken china you're laid out like a floater at the shore in dead water you will sprout even after they cut off your thorns defenseless but morale deep inside has spread my rose, you wither with pride you wither in grace you turn your face towards the light your leaves start to fall again you'll arise after all my rose, you wither in grace you wither with pride your leaves start to fall but you keep your head up high my rose, you wither in grace you wither with pride your leaves start to fall but you keep your head up high (Gracias a Alan Martinez por esta letra)