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Thirst and desire to rule the light . For crossing heavens, a futile fight . Bound to storm, our minds wave . Fervent to sail in deserts of mist . Juices like wine . Like the blood in the sand . Born of earth, we strive for skies . Obsessed with lies, in arms of sleep . Earning dreams, we blind our eyes . Challenging secrets, ancient the cries

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Juices Like Wine
Celtic Frost



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