He walks in circles
His brow is furrowed
He speaks with shadows
His tongue full of ghosts
Pale hearts will follow
They march they hallow
His face a symbol
He feigns a sorrow
His brow is furrowed
He speaks with shadows
His tongue full of ghosts
Pale hearts will follow
They march they hallow
His face a symbol
He feigns a sorrow
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