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Witches Lyrics
[Verse]
A poor player that struts and frets, his hour
Upon the stage and then is heard no more
It's a tale told by an idiot
Full of sound and fury
Signifying nothing
Life's but a walking shadow
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, tomorrow, and tomorrow
[Chorus]
Do not muse at me, my most worthy friends
I have a strange infirmity, which is nothing to those that know me
Come, love and health to all
Give me some wine; fill full
To all, and all to all
[Instrumental]
A poor player that struts and frets, his hour
Upon the stage and then is heard no more
It's a tale told by an idiot
Full of sound and fury
Signifying nothing
Life's but a walking shadow
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, tomorrow, and tomorrow
[Chorus]
Do not muse at me, my most worthy friends
I have a strange infirmity, which is nothing to those that know me
Come, love and health to all
Give me some wine; fill full
To all, and all to all
[Instrumental]
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- 1.Anima
- 3.Shadow
- 4.Witches
- 5.Dreamlike
- 6.Wings
- 10.Gaze at Blue
- 11.Fable
- 12.Dream of You
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