Lyrics Troops of Deride - Centhron
Her
voice
whispers
my
thoughts
Limbs
of
naked
lust
Sweet
ordours
caress
us
My
wings
decay
to
dust
Crystal
eyes
of
innocence
Liquid
stars
as
spirit
Erotic
figure
in
pride
It
calls
the
troops
of
deride
Oh
deride
Emptiness
like
cosmic
implodes
Withered
dimensions
dying
A
kingdom
falls
to
ashes
Laughters
by
the
troops
of
deride
Troops
Troops
Troops
of
deride
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