Lirieke:
In Flames Brush The Dust Away

Lirieke

In Flames. Clayman. Brush the Dust Away. In Flames. Clayman. Borsel die stof weg.
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s reunite and brush the dust away We think we're in control Then we become the things we hate Let's reunite and brush the dust away Obtain a prosperous

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Lirieke

In Flames. Brush The Dust Away. In Flames. Borsel die stof Away.
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seems to be.... Abandon, the mass ideal We think we're in control then we become the things we hate Lets re-unite and brush the dust away Obtain a prosperous

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Lirieke

Oorspronklik: In Flames. Brush The Dust Away.

Vertaling: In Flames. Borsel die stof Away.

Lirieke

In Flames. Brush The Dust Away. In Flames. Borsel die stof Away.
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seems to be.... Abandon, the mass ideal We think we're in control then we become the things we hate Lets re-unite and brush the dust away Obtain a prosperous

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Lirieke

In Flames. Clayman. Brush The Dust Away. In Flames. Clayman. Borsel die stof Away.
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it seems to be.... Abandon, the mass ideal We think we're in control then we become the things we hate Lets re-unite and brush the dust away Obtain a

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Lirieke

In Flames. Clayman. Brush The Dust Away. In Flames. Clayman. Borsel die stof Away.
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it seems to be.... Abandon, the mass ideal We think we're in control then we become the things we hate Lets re-unite and brush the dust away Obtain a

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Lirieke

In Flames. Brush The Dust Away. In Flames. Borsel die stof Away.
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it seems to be.... Abandon, the mass ideal We think we're in control then we become the things we hate Lets re-unite and brush the dust away Obtain a

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Lirieke

Dying Wish. With Brush Of Madness. Dying Wish. Met kwas van waansin.
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takes me away Pulls me deeper and deeper To our future Painted with brush of madness When the last leaf Fell into oblivion And the rain slowly Carried away

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Lirieke

Deep Puddle Dynamics. Taste Of Rain... Why Kneel. Where The Wild Things Are. Diep Puddle Dynamics. Smaak van Reën ... Waarom Kniel. Waar Die Wild Things Are.
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know what happens when, (I) close the door And furniture comes warm, out to greet me, look Showing with pride, daze, dust And imaginary hug on non-conscious brush

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Lirieke

Dying Wish. On Twilight Of Eternity. With Brush Of Madness. Dying Wish. Op Twilight van die ewigheid. Met kwas van waansin.
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dream takes me away Pulls me deeper and deeper To our future Painted with brush of madness When the last leaf Fell into oblivion And the rain slowly Carried away

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