Paroles de Pulkovo Meridian
In the night, from the hillCreeping shadows, cold caress
On your face, hit the ground
And feel the blaze
One of all, young and scared
In a nameless tale to write
By my type, where do I begin
Thrust into you
The splinters of life
Fading away, lost in your mind
On
Thrust into you
The splinters of life
Fading away, lost in your mind
On
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