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Текст песни Yearning - In The Hands Of Storm

Yearning - In The Hands Of Storm слова песни




When northern storm is risingHe gathers the powers mightTravels through the highest skiesAlone forevermore, but so sublimeCrying here to be free from mortal form, so valuelessHeading towards source of allAlone forevermoreIn the hands of storm he is purified,Searching for the sound from the ancient lakesHeavens open now, clouds are raining bloodThis might be the one, our final doomFound the source of life that is our doomThis is all too much, this is the doom

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