Catamenia - Land Of The Autumn Winds | Текст песни

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• Land Of The Autumn Winds

Hear the whisper of north land
Frozen, soulless spirit sleeps
Heathen people in the winter
Prays mark of gathering.
Autumn winds be gone

Will-o-the wisp, blaze of the night.

Mystic land of the autumn winds
Shall meet the fate
Rivers no longer revive and the trees die away.

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