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Nokturnal Mortum The Funeral Winds Born In Oriana

hunger his howling is heard in the night among the mist and the moonlight the sound of the huge trembita is echoed away from the carpathians we announce the funerals

Heard In The Night Among The Mist And The Moonlight The Sound Of The Huge Trembita Is Echoed Away From The Carpathians We Announce The Funerals To The

Fordítás: Nokturnal Mortum. A Funeral Wind Born In Oriana.