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Hello! I'm Lyrkit!

I tried many ways to memorize English words and found the most effective one for me!

We already have all the words of the songs that we have heard throughout our lives in our memory. We simply did not pay attention to them, but we all already hear them!

I noticed that when you learn a new word from a song that you have already heard before, you already know the translation of this word forever and you will never forget it!

I want to share this method with you. So, the scheme is as follows.

We find songs that we have already heard.

We add all unfamiliar words from them.

We pass mini tests of memory games. done

Now that you know a lot of words, you will very quickly come to know the whole language!

I bet you'll be surprised how effective this method is!)

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Witchcraft

If Crimson Was Your Colour

 

If Crimson Was Your Colour

(album: The Alchemist - 2007)


Within the darkest hour
When the dragon releases its power
They feel the urge to meet
To share and to intertwine

Beneath the leader of the horde
Men and demons are sworn
To kill and grant his grace
They are reflections of the Devil's face

The night is young and fresh
With a scent of macabre on its breath
Scattered they form a pattern
To be seen from the sky

If crimson was your colour
Could your conscience bear your soul
Would you paint the space with murder
Your spirit's breath so cool

They are cowards falling from their own grace
Infiltrating penetrating with hate
Rounding up marching into the womb
Catatonic spending time in sin

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