Стих от Таурэнтари "The dark angel" | |
THE DARK ANGEL When the san is will go out
In the temple candle shiver
And the wind is turn out light.
You can hear secret voices
A quiet music of organ.
In the walls will shadows danced
Lake a wings of pack of crowns.
But it’s not a crowns or branches
It is angel from the hell
He will come to you this evening
Lake a sword of misty death…
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