Lirieke:
Her Bright Skies A Sacrament Ill City

Lirieke

Her Bright Skies. A Sacrament; Ill City. Black Lungs & Dollar Signs. Haar Bright Skies. 'N teken, Ill City. Swart Longe \u0026amp; Dollar Tekens.
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from now but so am I At least my words march on and all you'll be is a name scribbled on eroded tombstone And all you'll be is nothing but a name Cheer

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Lirieke

Her Bright Skies. A Sacrament; Ill City. Burn All The Small Towns. Haar Bright Skies. 'N teken, Ill City. Brand Alle die klein dorpies.
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Welcome to the mid city life where the virgins thrive and the drinks are spilling off the table side give in to the pleasures of the night in a last

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Lirieke

Her Bright Skies. A Sacrament; Ill City. Come Serenity. Haar Bright Skies. 'N teken, Ill City. Kom Serenity.
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serenity (you say we'll work out fine) put a smile on my face (that we will make it out alive) come serenity (for what it's worth) give me a smile give

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Lirieke

Her Bright Skies. A Sacrament; Ill City. Dead Agenda. Haar Bright Skies. 'N teken, Ill City. Dooie Agenda.
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We brought upon this dead agenda now we stole the chapter with spotless conscience turn back time recall a better life beneath the sky another season

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Lirieke

Her Bright Skies. A Sacrament; Ill City. I Love The Bomb. Haar Bright Skies. 'N teken, Ill City. I Love Die Bom.
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the sleeping city. Chaos before the first bullet case hits the ground. "Stay near" a mother screams. "Stay near" a mother screams. Her walls collapse. Her

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Lirieke

Her Bright Skies. A Sacrament; Ill City. Serenade Of Dreams. Haar Bright Skies. 'N teken, Ill City. Serenade van drome.
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the sky and the sun that saves us. Follow the track that leads us slower, but with us it's different. It's bringing us closer to a good night sleep. To a

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Lirieke

Her Bright Skies. A Sacrament; Ill City. The Glorious. Haar Bright Skies. 'N teken, Ill City. The Glorious.
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A sacrament in black and white a blood red sun sinks deep beneath the sea to rise again and on the next day it becomes that pitch black skyline we know

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Lirieke

Her Bright Skies. A Sacrament; Ill City. This Is Who We Are. Haar Bright Skies. 'N teken, Ill City. Dit is wie ons is.
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in context we could never figure this one out the air is getting colder by the minute and every moment feels like a thousand years march through the streets a

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Lirieke