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Avalanche
04:53
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Call me Crazy
But I think I’ve been here before
Late night creeping
Waiting for the moon to show
Are you Sleepy
You can rest on my shoulder
Take it easy
Don’t know what you’re fighting for
I’m losing all feeling
Promise you can hear me
Farewell and so long
No we’re not here forever
Bitten by blood
But not fit to be remembered
Please forgive me use your anger to let go
For safe keeping know a trench is not your home Don’t repeat me use what’s left of my own lungs Silent breathing make this last of what has come
I’m losing all feeling
Promise you can hear me
Farewell and so long No we’re not here forever
Bitten by blood
But not fit to be remembered
What have I done not everyone’s meant to be a solider
Cycle of suns Burning out for the first one
Passing instincts Gaining nothing Put it on me
Twice I’ll carry
I’m not ready
To start changing This is all I had
Farewell and so long
No we’re not here forever
Bitten by blood
But not fit to be remembered
What have I done Not everyone’s meant to be a solider
Cycle of suns Burning out for the first one
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Seed
03:37
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I hope that it is easy for you to leave these things unsaid
But forgetting you is harder with these voices in my head
The reminiscence of winter now are flowing through my veins
And with each year I grow colder but with you its all the same
To reach my full potential I must constitute a change
A rapture of my heart or just a capture of what stayed
But the taste of you in my mouth is the taste of you I could never get out
It’ll never be this way again
But when you call at three A.M I’ll be there waiting for a sign of difference but you can’t decide what you’re waiting for what am I waiting for
My body starts to tremble now when ever you’re in town
Whether with someone or out someone I’m always going down
The principles to communicate are slipping through your brain
And reactions to this chemical are anything but tame
But the taste of you in my mouth is the taste of you I could never get out
It’ll never be this way again
But when you call at three A.M I’ll be there waiting for a sign of difference but you can’t decide what you’re waiting for what am I waiting for
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Howling At The Earth
With powerful vocals and intricate guitar riffsHowling at the Earth writes songs that paints the fantasy of everyday life
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