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Aston Martin Dbs

Spectra Paris

"still in the cold sleeps cut of time
Without a break the wind blows
Covering cries merciful
Under the screen of unreal stars.
Snowqualmie sleeps without a sound
Depressing voice from the red lodge
Give me the key of such a spell
As time is running on and on.

Behind the scenes i wrote the end
Of an old tale read time ago
A jester said "don't let me down"
Calling me in, driving me out.
So i decided then to go
Cut in the snowy highway storm
Handling that colt lost in my innocence
Turning you all into stone.

The sleepy town stays out of time
Without a break the wind blows
Covering cries merciful
Under the array of scary stars.
Snowqualmie sleeps without a sound
Depressing voice from the black lodge
Take back the keys of such a spell
Under the vault of heaven."kyn

Behind the scenes i wrote the end
Of an odd tale read time ago
An angel said "don't let me down"
Callin me in driving me out.
So i decided then to go
Cut in the snowy highway storm
Handling that cold lost in my innocence
Turning you all into stone.






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