agleam, The moon slips 'neath the darkening sea, The trees sing enthralling chants as the old gods dream... As a black moon broods over lemuria, Ebon
Превод: Батхори. Црни Месец легла преко Леумриа.
agleam, The moon slips ’neath the darkening sea, The trees sing enthralling chants as the old gods dream... As a black moon broods over lemuria, Ebon
