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• Artiste: Autumn Offering (The)
• Titre: Your Time Is Mine
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Raise your voices to the stars Upon this silent alter From lips to her brow Still accused Did I not bleed for you I cant get the stain off Burned by the foolish pride You left me With idle hands I left love I let it turn to dust My blood runs cold Her kiss a venomous taste Roses turn to withered stalks Alone I tread this path I walk I cant get the stain off With my heart on my sleeve Like a badge of sorrow You made a fool of me Now your blood is my desire To drain you of life I must do Give yourself to me To walk away from light Let me drown in the flood Blind by the fear of what was Some are kings All are fools None can last None can choose Take these scars I gave a lifetime