The Last Days of the Blue Blood Harvest

The Last Days of the Blue Blood Harvest lyrics

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An interstellar Space between Endless matter An interstellar Space between Endless matter These wounds will be Unavoided Facing towards the atmosphere Soaked in oils and Dust It settles by you Quiet now Not a word of this is true The last days of The blue blood harvest These wounds will be Unavoided Facing towards the atmosphere Soaked in oils and Dust It settles by you Quiet now Not a word of this is true The last days of The blue blood harvest