Sylvan
farewell to old friends part 3
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I faced the fall - a ransom thought, I tumbled down, condemned it all
I cursed the world and blamed myself, I cried it out ... and I cried it out ...
The higher we fly up, the deeper we fall in the end
- Album:
- Home
- Presets
- Force Of Gravity
- Deliverance
- Sceneries
- Posthumous Silence
- X-Rayed
- Artificial Paradise
- Encounters
- Leaving Backstage
- Posthumous Silence: The Show
- Progressive Rock Anthems
- The Art of Sysyphus, Volume 25
- The Art of Sysyphus, Volume 46
- The Art of Sysyphus, Volume 50
- The Art of Sysyphus, Volume 35
- Progressive Rock Anthems Vol. 1
- Panama City