Lyrics: In Flames - December Flower

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Towards the rich archaic heavens; towards the lack diorama
you are the artist of the texture
that plays with the mantle of the earthWhen the bleakest of powders
lie rooted to the starched stones
and roots that feed the peaking trees
embrace the sleeping shores
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