Forgotten Land - Tempest Of A Gale | Текст песни

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Remembering those times
When we seized the day
Apart from the world
We know today
We felt so far
From death's cold rain
With the wind blowing past

The leaves spoke in ways
But now only branches
And leaves decayed
The terrace slept
The ground we play
The clouds we watched
As the sun betrayed

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