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• Artiste: Damned (The)
• Titre: Roderick
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In the west wing The rattle of chains begins Moonlight streaming into The turreted rooms windows Oh dear Lord Roderick is loose Who do you think you are Coming up with changes trying to rearrange things Who do you think you are Your cold detached sobriety Comes to pierce illusion's reverie Can't you see that you're not wanted Who do you think you are You gatecrash situations looking for confrontation Who do you think you are Just an uninvited stranger Not allowed to table but you try Like in Poe's Raven With boon or craven I'd like nothing more Than you darken my doorstep Nevermore Carpe diem carpe noctum Sunt amissa inventi sumas Sunt amissa inventi sumas Sunt amissa inventi sumas We are lost we are found We are fearless and all around We are scared of ourselves With a mirror that's our fate We are lost We are lost We are found