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- Былые Воспоминания
He was the congregation’s vagrant
With an unrequited love
When your passion’s exaltation, then finding refuge is not enough
She was the youngest of the family
And the last to be let go
When they decided they would try and make it on their own
- Этим Дивным Вечером Давай Всех Сразим Наповалъ
If I retreat,
Words, wars, and symphonies make room
We’re taking over, here
And you’re the galantine cold and alone, it suits you well
Won’t find me perching here again
May your feet serve you well,
And the rest be sent to Hell where they always have belonged