Tulkojums: Evol. Ancient Abbey.
FEARLESS THROUGH THE NIGHT...... RIDE....RIDE....RIDE....SOON YOU WILL BE REVEALED..... RIDE....RIDE....RIDE.....'TILL YOU FIND THE ANCIENT ABBEY...
air with a mortal stench. "Kneel, my servants, I heard your sick pleas, the time has come to fight for your faith. EVOL, my Lord, send me to drive you
these gloomy woods Ride, ride, ride, fearless through the night Ride, ride, ride, soon you will be revealed Ride, ride, ride, 'till you find the ancient abbey
: ALONE, in a world of light ALONE, in the reign of christ THE BEAST, resting in the deeps of Ade THE FEAST, I'm preparing MY HANDS, stained with blood
: Das Schlob stand da, in ewiger Stille, eingeh?llt von grauem Nebel wie von einem Mantel. Unersch?tterlich harrte es seit Jahrtausenden, eingeschlossen
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