Alma matter light the candle of your head.
Take a bite and all is gone again.
When the sanction turns its back against.
Fall across a bed of leaves and then,
When i can recall to my mind,
all of your life was mine.
I can recall to myself,
all was lost on that day.
Fall has lost another apple to the red.
Pick him up,
place an apple on his head.
Fall has lost another soldier to the city,
and the father of a kid he only knew in his dreams.
Tranquil nights sleep tonight my dear.
Bed warming masquerade of what we can fear
Another falls,
nother leaves behind his past.
Another walks,
another wants more than this.
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