Through the twilight
Under the moonlight
Through the night sight
OAKROIR...
Changin the skin
Erasing the sin
Ending the ring
Waiting you drink
OAKROIR...
Someday in the night when the full moon raised the sky
They followed her, they wanted to put her on the fire
First day of May they burned her untill she dies
Desperate sisters and the lightning torches on the night
Before she goes the last words to say
Before she goes the last words to say
[Don't curse this day, please, don't this day]
Before she becomes ashes, the last words to say
Before she becomes ashes, the last words to say
She just said...
OAKROIR...
OAKROIR...
OAKROIR...
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