Paroles de The Rift
This ancient poisoncoursing through my veins.
This ancient poison
an unfamiliar pain.
This dark rapture
swelling wave by wave.
This dark rapture
an unfamiliar game.
You are a grain of sand,
in an ocean of math
there must be a map.
A light upon the horizon.
This dark rapture
an unfamiliar game.
You are a grain of sand,
in an ocean of math
there must be a map.
A light upon the horizon.
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