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Path of Giants - Winter's Contingency текст песни

Исполнитель: Path of Giants

альбом: Winter's Contingency


An aeon of cold, more piercing than lead
A dream, an urge to wake in oblivion
A man's breath, dissipating, disintegrating
A bodies flesh, without humanity
Their campaign, now a loss of direction, huddled in sorrow
Their very cores, filled with agony, dissonance
Their gesture of honor, brittle and writhing
Their gains in victory, scant, void of progress

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