Withering
Carpathian dream
From the ripeness up to withering
Of two roses, it is only just a few nights
The shining light of a little candle blows over
And I lay in morpeus arms
Of two roses, it is only just a few nights
The shining light of a little candle blows over
And I lay in morpeus arms
Grey mist covers a cold earth by for my lost soul
The winter seams to be eternal
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