byronic sex & exile – armley wind lyrics
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cold as graves, and sweet as crime
dust that thrives, as gold declines
the flowers die as the prison grows
the flowers die as the prison grows
all will die in the armley wind
all will fall in the armley wind
the bitterness of fighting on
the dead that watch and do no wrong
the flowers die as the prison grows
the flowers die as the prison grows
all will die in the armley wind
all will fall in the armley wind
all will die in the armley wind
all will fall in the armley wind
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