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The Morning Of My Victory At Defeat

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The Morning Of. My Victory At Defeat. Dimineaţa. Mea victorie la Înfrângeri.
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want to see your face, is at your funeral. And when they close the casket I'll make sure they lock it just in case. I'd love to sing my heart out,

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Morning Of (The). Other. My Victory At Defeat. De dimineaţă (). Alte. Mea victorie la Înfrângeri.
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i want to see your face, is at your funeral. And when they close the casket I'll make sure they lock it just in case. I'd love to sing my heart out,

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Joan Baez. To Bobby. Joan Baez. Pentru a Bobby.
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I'll put flowers at your feet And I will sing to you so sweet And hope my words will carry home to your heart You left us marching on the road And said

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Joe Henry. Parker's Mood. Joe Henry. Parker IMG.
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the phantom of ache Of our lost days Oh, my love is here to stay I came home this morning I was dead on my feet Drunk on the victory Of my own defeat

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Crass. Yes Sir, I Will. Cras. Da, domnule, I Will.
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all immigration. Who'd pull the pint at the local pub? Where'd I get my fags? Who'd empty out my dustbins? Would I still get plastic bags? If there were

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Bewitched. Circle Of The Tyrants. Vrăjit. Cerc de Tirani.
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wields the might The tyrant's the precursor You carry the will As the morning is near I sing the ballads Of victory and defeat I hear the tales Of

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Celtic Frost. Morbid Tales / Emperor's Return. Circle Of The Tyrants. Celtic Frost. Morbid Tales / Întoarcere împăratului. Cerc de Tirani.
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Your hand wields the might The tyrant's the precursor You carry the will As the morning is near I sing the ballads Of victory and defeat I hear the

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Mystic Circle. Circle Of The Tyrants. Mystic Circle. Cerc de Tirani.
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hand wields the might The tyrant's the precursor You carry the will As the morning is near I sing the ballads Of victory and defeat I hear the tales

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Obituary. Cause Of Death. Circle Of The Tyrants. Necrolog. Cauza de deces. Cerc de Tirani.
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Your hand wields the might The tyrant's the precursor You carry the will As the morning is near I sing the ballads Of victory and defeat I hear the

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Opeth. Circle Of The Tyrants. Opeth. Cerc de Tirani.
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Your hand wields the might The tyrant's the precursor You carry the will As the morning is near I sing the ballads Of victory and defeat I hear the

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Opeth. Circle Of The Tyrants. Opeth. Cerc de Tirani.
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hand wields the might The tyrant's the precursor You carry the will As the morning is near I sing the ballads Of victory and defeat I hear the tales

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Joan Baez. To Bobby. Joan Baez. Pentru a Bobby.
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(J. Baez) I'll put flowers at your feet and I will sing to you so sweet And hope my words will carry home to your heart You left us marching on the road

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Crass. Yes Sir, I Will. Cras. Da, domnule, I Will.
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? We'd have all immigration. Who'd pull the pint at the local pub? Where'd I get my fags? Who'd empty out my dustbins? Would I still get plastic bags?

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Celtic Frost. Circle Of The Tyrants. Celtic Frost. Cerc de Tirani.
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Your hand wields the might The tyrant's the precursor You carry the will As the morning is near I sing the ballads Of victory and defeat I hear the

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Luciferion. Circle Of The Tyrants. Luciferion. Cerc de Tirani.
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hand wields the might The tyrant's the precursor You carry the will As the morning is near I sing the ballads Of victory and defeat I hear the tales

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Mystic Circle. Circle Of The Tyrants. Mystic Circle. Cerc de Tirani.
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hand wields the might The tyrant's the precursor You carry the will As the morning is near I sing the ballads Of victory and defeat I hear the tales

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Joan Baez. To Bobby. Joan Baez. Pentru a Bobby.
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(J. Baez) I'll put flowers at your feet and I will sing to you so sweet And hope my words will carry home to your heart You left us marching on the road

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Opeth. Circle Of The Tyrants. Opeth. Cerc de Tirani.
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hand wields the might The tyrant's the precursor You carry the will As the morning is near I sing the ballads Of victory and defeat I hear the tales

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