Вершы: Virgin Steele. God Of Our Sorrow.
God of our sorrows, your blade drinks deep
Earth feels the wound
Earth Mother, I am wronged
Earth Mother, I am wronged
What comes on the wind can only be slain
By He who knows the wind
Earth feels the wound
Earth Mother, I am wronged
Earth Mother, I am wronged
What comes on the wind can only be slain
By He who knows the wind
Virgin Steele
Virgin Steele
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