It is the shadeweaver's season,
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the widowmaker's fall
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and it takes no reason to tear you apart.
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Cast a side your enlighted soul
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I'll tell you story untold
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throw away your mask so proud
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I'll do it with or without.
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As came the time shadows seize the day
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without passion, life went on anyway
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thought it should end, and my soul descent
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on my throne of thorns, under crown of sin.
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The convex tears of infinity, there wept
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before dawn of time...
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As came the time shadows seize the day
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without passion, life went on anyway
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thought it should end, and my soul descent
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on my throne of thorns, under crown of sin
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Shadeweaver's Season
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| Catamenia |
