Tekster:
Veles Night On The Bare Mountain

Born because of Darkness Full of primitive evil, We life again. United by hatred, We go hurting the weak We kill enemies - purify the soul. Our existences

I don't regret anything the bridges of life, Feeling the earth's cold on my face. I come to you, Oh, wonderful death! Rending the sight, Hiding the

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