Flashlights

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In summertime,
at the end of sunlight,
the mist revealed the path
underneath the flashlights.

In the old town,
the villagers remaining
locked up the doors and told their sons
the menace through the whispers.

Inside the cave
there was a bunch of creatures.
They fed from every foe
that trespassed their kingdom.
Hunting out of season.

Three kids stepped out
of the sunset to watch
the crown, made of thousand wings,
getting closer.

Summertime feeds from you, how rude.
Could it be that was untrue?
Summertime is getting through the room
you were hidden at the noon, how cruel.

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from Magic Shape, released October 19, 2015

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Sueiro (guitar/vocals), Engui (guitar/backing vocals) & Alejandro (drums)

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