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Lyrics - Behind
The Crimson Door
Covered the carcass of time with flowers
To send the scent of blame to the grave
Set the darkest thoughts on fire
And watched the ashes climb to Heaven's gates we hide
Behind the crimson door while the summer is killed
by the fall alive Behind the crimson door while the winter sings:
"Your love will be the death of me"
Death served wine for lovers
Brought from the world where devils reign and
intoxicated angels With sorrow they witnessed
in the eyes of their slaves
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