Текст песни
In
the
Still
of
the
night
Through
the
fight
of
a
battle
My
muse
is
my
serum
For
the
venom
of
rattle
Snakes
in
the
grass
So
she
rides
on
a
saddle
A
chariot
of
fire
Till
she
end
on
the
gallons
The
world
of
this
poem
Travel
where
i
roam
Distant
lands
It's
a
shame
if
you
are
alone
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