Periphery - Pale Aura Lyrics

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Pale Aura

Pale Aura Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Pale Aura By Periphery?
Walking through water as it dampens our feet
Watch as we call in self-defeat The trees are calling to the man in the mask They know his true identity, identity Come and stare Come and stare at her love through these eyes From a mountain so high Is it possible we've forsaken our Mother? Return to nowhere And nature will know my name This is what it takes to feel at home In her soul that's beyond light is where I lay (I lay) Until the dusk of man Yes, he squanders the life he leads Still the end will call Birth of anti-bionic seed Will he grow with fault? Grow with fault Come and stare Come and stare at her love through these eyes From a mountain so high Is it possible we've forsaken our Mother? Return to nowhere And nature will know my name This is what it takes to feel at home In her soul that's beyond light is where I lay (I lay) Until the dusk of man! When it snows Do you feel the love? Wind, it blows Through our bodies Return to what we know When it snows Do you feel the love? Wind, it blows Through our bodies Return to what we know When it snows Do you feel the love? Wind, it blows Through our bodies Return to what we know When it snows Do you feel the love? Wind, it blows Through our bodies Return to what we know |
Who Wrote Pale Aura By Periphery?
Jake Bowen, Adam Getgood, Matthew Halpern, Mark Hulett Holcomb, Misha Mansoor, Spencer Sotelo
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