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All time my heart was beating loud
Those was drown in dawn, evening love
All's gone, my heart is loud no more
I am sad in soul, of evening love#Psychedelic_Rock #Progressive_Rock
The Black Queen chants
The funeral march
The cracked brass bells will ring
To summon back the fire witch
To the court of the Crimson King.
