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Don' t run, we are your friends!
Four ghosts beyond the reach of mist, we' ve seen them other days. The power that gonn' be crashed upon our innocent curly heads... I say, i smile, you laugh, my dear, that you have cried the moon... I saw, it will, i know you gonn' be shoot, not spared instead... not spared... So let it be, let' s go, oh, just let us to ride! The horses for me and you and two other friends, all ready to depart. The kindred spirits - four ghosts that fall beyond the rift, we' ll cross the reach of mist. We are the power, we are the rule that gonn' be crashed upon the curly heads... My dear friends, what do they count, what price have our names? We are the Sorrow - me, the War - my love, and tho other you well known friends. As fiends or minions of great Apocalypse again we shall be travelers across the painless world... Don' t run, mankind, don' t run, we are your friends! | |
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