A Stroke Of Midnight-Sort Sol

A Stroke Of Midnight - Sort Sol Written by：Lars Top-Galia/Steen Jorgensen I'll go with you I'll go with them Leave them far behind And he just don't cry This time of year Clouds on my face The brave young sun 'Cause stars can't see The blind can't see The tower shadow trumbles friends see still mess White stack on forts On forts The skeletons Of the future passby The blikoless A stroke of midnights We're both's We neither rope no rest That's you What would you say What would you do Now that the the poor Are murdered across the sea It is a moments The mercy and price This mankind savory vine And then he dies Each with regards And swings just like your age This sideer has no turn This side is infliment The skeletons of the future passby The blikoless A stroke of midnights We're both's We neither rode no rent The skeletons of the future passby The blikoless A stroke of midnights We're both's We neither rode no rent The skeletons of the future passby The blikoless A stroke of midnight We're both's We neither rode no rent The skeletons of the future passby The blikoless A stroke of midnight We're both's We neither rode no rent