Текст (слова) песни: This Ascension - Poor Mortal Lost
run swiftly, silently heartbeat deafens drowns the human body tense, tinge of fear blood rushes, no stir camouflage, safety, ease down into the ground not a breath, and not a sound dashes under and around mother`s arms she wears the crown in the plush of earth she lies alone forever with these cries feels not hunger feels not thirst doesn`t she know she`s not the first endures her lot the bitter frost poor little girl poor mortal lost poor mortal lost save your mind save your soul beware of her a charm of old as innocent as night`s cold the bell has its untimely toll poor mortal lost poor mortal lost
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