Spirits of the dead
The vision bleak
Spirits of the deadThy soul shall find itself alone
Mid dark thoughts of the gray tombstone
Not one, of all the crowd, to pry
Into thine hour of secrecy
Mid dark thoughts of the gray tombstone
Not one, of all the crowd, to pry
Into thine hour of secrecy
Espíritos dos mortosTua alma a estar sozinha
pensamentos escuros meados da lápide cinzenta
Não um, de toda a multidão, para erguer
Nas tuas horas de sigilo
pensamentos escuros meados da lápide cinzenta
Não um, de toda a multidão, para erguer
Nas tuas horas de sigilo
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