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• Artiste: Tribes Of Cain
• Titre: Mourning Of Time
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Faster and faster I ran through the darkest of night I could not see, my eyes were blind though the moon was shining bright Surrounded by infinity Joined by creatures of fear I gathered with myself and then I could see them clear Quicker and quicker the world began to spin My eyes were shut, my skin still pale This quest was not to win Cursed, forgotten and by my own I tried to get out of this mist But the angels were many and I was forlorn I did not longer exist But I'm still there, in the shape of a wolf, trying to Fight all this light If I can win, I do not know, but I'll never give up my rite