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[Music & Lyrics: Christopher B.W.] That pail red light that burns my seems. A crimsom pail fading pyre, the day my funeral was delayed... I fought my way back through billion stars, In a pointless trip in your recede... ...And I'll breed in the edge of your source I'll breed on... Red Shift. Heart's recede, Red Shift... Aus Songtexte Mania