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<title>Autumnal</title>
<description><![CDATA[1. Swan Lake<BR><BR>[Chorus I]<BR>Her soul will be a swan<BR>Until<BR>She feels<BR>The love of nobleman<BR>Forever her soul will be a swan<BR>Until<BR>She feels<BR>The love of nobleman<BR><BR>In swan lake<BR>In swan lake<BR><BR>Tired to ride in the royal hunt<BR>To listen sweet lies that I am wont<BR>I am the prince!<BR>The future king!<BR>Boomed in my head my mother's voice<BR>Take to wife! should be my choice<BR>Oh, cruel fate!<BR>That my soul hate!<BR><BR>To forget all I fled into the woods<BR>Searching preys goods<BR>Then I saw the lake<BR>Lost in the deep forest<BR>And its water chorused<BR>An odd melody<BR><BR>Swans of nice white feather on the dusk<BR>Swam in a dance in harmonious masque<BR>Hunter I am!<BR>My bow was prepared<BR><BR>[Bridge]<BR>But her beauty was shown me in the depth<BR>Spouting, silent, from the lake<BR>And her pale look kept a sad poem<BR>Lost in despair<BR>Dragged into the warlock's lair<BR>In the shadows<BR><BR>Like a night tide<BR>Together we cried<BR>Our ...]]></description>
<link>http://dark-moor.ucoz.ru/blog/autumnal_2009/2009-11-19-5</link>
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<title>Tarot</title>
<description><![CDATA[1. The Magician<BR><BR>instumental<BR><BR>2. The Chariot<BR><BR>Riding through the Earth in the chariot <BR>making fun of Death. <BR>Falling like a star in the chariot <BR>one last time so far. <BR><BR><BR>Scattering the strength in my hand <BR>Regretful for the words unsaid <BR>But young contest me there's no place for pain <BR>Master mysterious reveals minds of sad<BR><BR><BR>[chorus] <BR><BR>Riding through the Earth <BR>in the chariot making fun of death <BR>falling like a star <BR>in the chariot one last time so far <BR>I feel I’m a fall <BR>through the times crying for my soul <BR>I see I’m a fall <BR>into darkness out of all control <BR><BR><BR>Bound, forever in despair <BR>confusion in my glare <BR>the crusade for the faith and desire <BR>some blind obsession <BR>scent of eagerness <BR>spirits in mourning <BR>that the souls possess <BR><BR><BR>[chorus] <BR><BR>[choir] <BR><BR>Riding with no reins <BR>controlling white horses <BR>riding with no reins <BR>commanding without chains...]]></description>
<link>http://dark-moor.ucoz.ru/blog/2007-07-02-4</link>
<dc:creator>Spirit</dc:creator>
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<pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2007 14:07:24 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Beyond The Sea</title>
<description><![CDATA[1. Before The Duel<BR><BR>I can't help thinking of tomorrow<BR>Now when I've still got all my full will<BR>To overcome my fear<BR>And makes me feel a real sorrow<BR>How my heart crazy is just I'll<BR>Beating foreseeing what is near<BR><BR>Lor!<BR>I'll defend my honor<BR>My life is the price<BR>I must throw the dice<BR><BR>Before tomorrow<BR>I feel the sorrow<BR>And in the mirror<BR>I watch the terror<BR>This is my night long and cruel<BR>Before the duel!<BR><BR>Before tomorrow I have to write out<BR>My best lyric poem<BR>I have never made before<BR>And when I'm walking through the night about<BR>Inspiration comes to me<BR>To liberate my sore<BR><BR>God!<BR>May not come tomorrow!<BR>If I have to die<BR>My poem's a goodbye<BR><BR>Before tomorrow<BR>I feel the sorrow<BR>And in the mirror<BR>I watch the terror<BR>This is my night long and cruel<BR>Before the duel!<BR><BR>Before tomorrow<BR>I feel the sorrow<BR>And in the mirror<BR>I watch the terror<BR>This is my night long and cruel<BR>Be...]]></description>
<link>http://dark-moor.ucoz.ru/blog/2007-07-02-3</link>
<dc:creator>Spirit</dc:creator>
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<pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2007 14:02:29 GMT</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[1. Life For Revenge<BR><BR>Life for revenge!<BR><BR>I have survived for my iron will<BR>And for a reason I just can see<BR>Allthough I feel myself sad and ill<BR>Dark thoughts encourage me to get me free<BR><BR>I need my life<BR>Just for revenge<BR>Its worth is only in the justice it makes<BR>Life to avenge<BR>Life to perform a fake<BR><BR>In the dead shape<BR>I escape<BR>To fulfill my duty<BR>(To) fake my false friends<BR>To their end<BR>Damning my wife's beauty<BR>Changing my name<BR>I proclaim<BR>With a manifesto<BR>That from this time<BR>For good I'm<BR>Count of Montecristo<BR><BR>Life which is doom<BR>Coming out the tomb<BR>Which has been fed<BR>With the obsession bread<BR>It's a rebirth<BR>To fulfill the vengeance before leaving the earth<BR><BR><BR>2. Eternity<BR><BR>Who in the night<BR>With wet sight<BR>Doesn't think that it's rougher<BR>His hard life<BR>I mean strife<BR>Load that we suffer?<BR><BR>Life<BR>Divine blow<BR>Life<BR>More than we know<BR><BR>I feel immersed<BR>In th...]]></description>
<link>http://dark-moor.ucoz.ru/blog/2007-07-02-2</link>
<dc:creator>Spirit</dc:creator>
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<pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2007 14:01:21 GMT</pubDate>
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