sun Now I hear it, the calling, I hear the calling of the mist The ancients and their slumber, and I will rise again from the sea Prophecy from the
it, the calling I hear the calling of the mist The ancients and their slumber Eenai, will rise again from the sea Prophecy... From the sea...
Превод: Дисекция. Скръбта Prophecy \\ Shadows над кралство Lost.
Holding a magic cube Not knowing about my fate Prince of darkness leads my way down As seas of morbid thoughts and shaped sets in this evil spell Deformed
The darkened sky above possesses a sense of far beyond Dismal visions from a distant past summons a fate unknown Ancient visions sweeps fast by your