As beigns of light we are rhythms of the world
Thought we live in fear and darkness
It’s always hard when we lose the ones who love
If only we knew
Call your mourning off…
Call your mourning off…
Call your mourning off…
As beigns of light we are rhythms of the world
Thought we live in fear and darkness
It’s always hard when we lose the ones who love
If only we knew
Call your mourning off…
Call your mourning off…
Call your mourning off…
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