Carry On
Mouth Of The Architect
Our hands withstood
The aches of time
To find the will to
Carry on
Stretch my skin
Across the sky
Let the light
Bleed through me
The aches of time
To find the will to
Carry on
Stretch my skin
Across the sky
Let the light
Bleed through me
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