Tekster:
Bathory The Woodwoman

Resting by my fire. Looking deep into it's flames. My mind must have been somewhere else Far beyond these plains. I am suddenly aware of a pair of eyes

: Resting by my fire. Looking deep into it's flames. My mind must have been somewhere else Far beyond these plains. I am suddenly aware of a pair of

Resting by my fire.Looking deep into its flames My mind must have been somewhere else Far beyond these plains I am suddenly aware of a pair Of eyes staring