Entropia - Marat | Текст песни

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this void, this permafrost,
is more than you could ever lost.
endure the sound of words:
heartbreaking, heartbreaking.

its well worth the lies
it's worth all the pain

bleak envoys of spring,
days divided in quarters,
there is no cold in fading,
there is no solace in longing.

don't fail me.

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