Zircon's blaze might be a lure for the fad crown
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In the pale interior of this empty Ark
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Since the Orcoid orb's fast wounded me
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Wuth the greatest passage of a flamming spark
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On the North Sea, the King's Hall
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Dance the Jester with his serpent
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Perfidious, forsaking, rotting the royal blood
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As the likeness of a poetic fact
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Of a household used to this deceit of vespers gold
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On the ornamented throne, the previous fell
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Engulfed by the perfume of the sweetest kiss
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It's that Bergamot travels the wind of Arcane
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With the ugly imp naked in the nebula
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The hidden family in the King's own
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Vanishing with deep sleep dusk
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Perfidious, forsaking, rotting the royal blood
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As the likeness of a poetic fact
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Of a household used to this deceit of vespers gold
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"Thus the glorious vessel climbed
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On the incontournable way of the palace
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In the chaos of the grotesque clown
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Diagram of the noble malicious art
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The ship strugglin into horror
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The ruler learned with the crystal
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To conquer the black ice of punishment
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The stars grasp for their proper"
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The ornamented throne on the galley...Dream the black...
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My landscape pleases me well in this legend
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Wretched existence on an Atlantis burried by the lack
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My Eden filled of my only fantasy
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Following the tragic wind that made you a fool
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My empire befell on my beloved creation, sordid star
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Standing alone on this leand see of the Silvertree
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The acclamation of Fire to dream the last leaf
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Before the masquerade relive the Carnival
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The Juggler presanting the feast of Arthrone's King
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Zircon's blaze might be a lure for the fad crown
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In the pale interior of this empty Ark
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A grand ceremony for the bastard prince
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Who mourn his lost sphere of Archeen
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On the North Sea, the King's Hall
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Dance the Jester with his serpent
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Perfidious, forsaking, rotting the royal blood
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As the likeness of a poetic fact
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Of a household used to this deceit of vespers gold
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Vespers Gold
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| Unexpect |
