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letra de to whatever end - primary stress

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after all these months moving into the east
i’m alone dressed in the garb of the white city
sitting in vain, smoking the last of the pipe-weed
i’ve dedicated myself to the mad steward
and this is what it has come to
the loss of the world’s light, but what can i do now?
but sit & wait for gold shores to take me
i pretend you’re here beside me while this castle is slowly crumbling
and i wonder if somewhere out there you ridе for the world’s end
for ruin, for death

- primary stress

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