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sons of the mist
i saw them with spears
raged by blood as the songs of the fallen
Souls began to cry/as the moon was dancing
Playin the drums in the shadows of death
I only saw a dream full of old evil men
eating raw flesh of a new born child
The sons of the mist/encoded in songs
Of the past...
phoka(mist)...i see shadows in the dark
raged by blood as the songs of the fallen
Souls began to cry/as the moon was dancing
Playin the drums in the shadows of death
I only saw a dream full of old evil men
eating raw flesh of a new born child
The sons of the mist/encoded in songs
Of the past...
phoka(mist)...i see shadows in the dark
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