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Dark At Dawn Thorn Of A Rose

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Dark At Dawn. Thorn Of A Rose. Dark At Dawn. Espina d'una rosa.
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'll see That a rose is not only there, not only there to hurt you Beyond the dark gray clouds There is nothing but light At night the stars will shine

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Dark At Dawn. Baneful Skies. Thorn Of A Rose. Dark At Dawn. Cels funest. Espina d'una rosa.
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My finger bleeds as a thorn pricks it She hurts others for not being hurt herself ...Hurt herself Wounds heal and you'll see That a rose is not only

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Dark At Dawn. Luna. Dark At Dawn. Lluna.
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at night To enlighten his way from dusk 'til dawn The Goddes of all stars Dressed in her cold black dress Her rays of light - alike a rose's thorn Melting

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Crimson Moonlight. Intimations of Everlasting Constancy. Crimson Moonlight. Les insinuacions de constància eterna.
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sleep. It was a particular day, unlike too many others when I plucked up courage and rose from my prison bed. Oh, there was heard a familiar sound

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Katatonia. Velvet Thorns (of Drynhwyl). Katatonia. Espines de vellut (de Drynhwyl).
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falling Darkness in front of our eyes A darkened circle you've made As you leave darkness and I have to stay Ten Strings of darkness on a violin sad

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Aesop Rock. Mars Attacks. Aesop Rock. Mars Attacks.
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' right; in the year of the Troglodyte Saw a grey mouse rabid poured on a board to the dull morose world like a lull in a storm And I know you was hopin

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Candiria. Channeling Elements. Candiria. La canalització dels elements.
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CHAPTER ONE through suffering my existence is made whole upward pure the strength of character is raised thorns that lead to a rose eradicate the fences

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Cradle Of Filth. Damnation And A Day. Better to Reign in Hell. Cradle Of Filth. Damnation And A Day. Millor regnar a l'infern.
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clasp of pain In a dark lowland that set bad blood in veins Burning, like penal fires roused to strain The jagged-toothed skyline braced with crosses The golden dawn

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Cradle Of Filth. The Rape And Ruin Of Angels (hosannas In Extremis). Cradle Of Filth. La Violació i la ruïna dels Àngels (hosanna In Extremis).
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Her aching sex A rose undone As mine in tears and spams wrung" Ebon Nemesis, slain Jericho's stone Has built thee a marbled stair By candlelight to

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Cradle Of Filth. The Rape & Ruin of Angels. Cradle Of Filth. La Violació i la destrucció dels Àngels.
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Her aching sex A rose undone As mine in tears and spasms wrung' Ebon nemesis, slain jericho's stone Has built thee a marbled stair By candlelight to

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Deinonychus. The Fragrant Thorns Of Roses. Deinonychus. La fragància de les roses espines.
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final hour And the sun is close to dawning I walk along the path, weary and my feet bloodied and sore, from the fragrant rose thorns underfoot Deep into

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Cradle Of Filth. Better To Reign In Hell. Cradle Of Filth. Millor regnar a l'infern.
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That poured from parapets to the pits below Drowning in the past A wretched scream like yesterday Died at last With the rising of the revenant dark

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Cradle Of Filth. The Rape And Ruin Of Angels (Hosannas In Extremis). Cradle Of Filth. La Violació i la ruïna dels Àngels (Hosanna In Extremis).
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To the vrgin-bloodied priests Whose lord fantasied on Magdalene And sought to savour Her as a beast Her aching sex A rose undone As mine in tears and

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Aesop Rock. Mars Attacks. Aesop Rock. Mars Attacks.
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- in the year of the dropper tight Saw a grey mouse rabied poured on a board to the dull morose world like a lull in a storm And I know you was hopin

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Katatonia. Velvet Thorns (Of Drynwhyl). Katatonia. Espines de vellut (de Drynwhyl).
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the fullmoon a funeral In the forest Still I walk with open wounds but the third is now Rising Through the ashes of a dying love a new soul is born

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Katatonia. Velvet Thorns (Of Drynhwyl). Katatonia. Espines de vellut (de Drynhwyl).
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Under the Fullmoon a Funeral In the Forest Still I walk with open wounds but the Third is now rising Through the ashes of a Dying Love a new soul is

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Deinonychus. The Fragrant Thorns Of Roses. Deinonychus. La fragància de les roses espines.
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final hour And the sun is close to dawning I walk along the path, weary and my feet bloodied and sore, from the fragrant rose thorns underfoot Deep into

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The Indelicates. Fun Is For The Feeble-Minded. El Indelicates. La diversió és per als febles mentals.
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'Cause honey, you can't have the 60s Without the Vietnam War And honey you can't have a Rose Without the thorn And when you're dancing To the old tunes At

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