The sun breaks the horizon,
With lyrical thoughts,
Of that fading blood drenched moon,
Do you still lay claim to those red fox wings,
That I had once loved so dearly.

The sun breaks the horizon, With lyrical thoughts, Of that fading blood drenched moon, Do you still lay claim to those red fox wings, That I had once loved so dearly. |
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April 19, 2004
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