I raise my eyes at dead of night I hear the silence moulding my body I hear the damp and living ground throbbing I belong to it. I'm the guardian of this
Пераклад: Opera IX. Пад знакам Чырвонага Дракона.
: I raise my eyes at dead of night I hear the silence moulding my body I hear the damp and living ground throbbing I belong to it. I'm the guardian of