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• Artiste: All Its Grace
• Titre: Weary Hours Of The Fall
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The thought of this coming revelation Pierced to heart as a blast The end's certainty Brightness of living things Fades in the back Behind a song of mourning Sang by the dead Our journey was futile All effort is futile Our hope, so futile So less Time for Us to rise Distant horizon Shores of fate Reveals this frailty Of earth itself Nothing but this deceiving Bright flicker Is the numbing background To just enduring to the end End of existence So lay down your lives Everything we give Is taken aside Everything we take Is taken All of our lies Shall be buried In the ruins of our conscience We constantly die In two years, not one day more The world will be swept away In his infernal rosefield The tower of reality Cries with his bestial voice And time's just a face on the water Time is only a face on the water Sincerely yours I'm praying for the end of time