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Song Of The Dead
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Song Of The Dead Lyrics

Wings no longer vainly flapping
I can fly to the places of my whims
No rain to fall, no wind to blow, a quiet world
Who needs trees to rest in?
Peeking into the cavernous, gaping darkness
I catch a glimpse of me

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Record Label(s): 2005 Drag City
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