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Total Utfrysning
The dark sweeps its ghost-like cover over the dying country/land
And only a gray ashy memory of all the beauty in our world remains
In these times something extremely old wakes up in east
And out of the deep the fase we never dare to mention by name ascends
The dark sweeps its ghost-like cover over the dying country/land
And only a gray ashy memory of all the beauty in our world remains
Invitado/a el 2010-01-01Comentarios