Luminarc
I dunno why, you come this night
Tomb of rock
I dunno why we're bound in this life
Tell them all it wasn't me
tell them all it wasn't me aha!
Luminarc
I dunno why
When the metrics of the noble hour
That pluck the sweet strings
That sing the sweet things
We risk the bee stings
To find the finer flower
And drink the sweet things
I'm finally full
Untimely full
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