Lyrics
when i sleep i dream of dragons and flames,
kings whittle at reigns only to carve fame,
diana missed her last birthday so we tie it to shame, beautiful with one fearful alone keep plucking away. weep for a week but grieve for your whole life, morning still comes more consistent then time. harps in harmony and angels in disguise, yet i try to look tp the sky, this maze is uncanny, i'm so dissatisfied in the revolving days and nights
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