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Torch girl of the marshes 
Her kiss is a whip of the moon 
Dawn's damsels are dancing 
To the hum of her sunny young tune 

Gems hemmed in the heart's head 
The shield of the rivers is hers 
She one told me to think white 
And the night disappeared like a bird 

Hold the glove of gold behind you 
Love the glove of Truth. 

Losowe piosenki:
The Land of Make Believe
Big Calm
It May Be a Fire
Back to Source
Well Well Well
Hacked up for Barbecue
WE HATE IT WHEN OUR FRIENDS BECOME SUCCESSFUL
Dominate
Moving On
Katy