over the edge and ino oblivion On dark silken wings carried further away To a place of sadness and tranquility On a chariot of gold, the shade of a man
Going over the edge and into oblivion On dark silken wings carried further away To a place of sadness and tranquility On a chariot of gold, the shade of a
Превод: Nocturnal Rites. В Седмата Луна (Desîhras Дневник - Глава III).
