[4:30] Mark how our shadow, Mark Movits mom frere One small darkness encloses How gold and purple that shovel there To rags and rubbish disposes Charon
Mark how our shadow, mark Movits mon fre're one small darkness encloses How gold and purple that shovel there to rags and rubbish disposes Charon beckons
Traduzione: Candlemass. Epistola n. 81.
: [4:30] Mark how our shadow, Mark Movits mom frere One small darkness encloses How gold and purple that shovel there To rags and rubbish disposes