Letra de Mysticism
Khors
Mysticism
Khors
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Khors
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Black eye-sockets of the forest mires
Staring in the distant icy edges
And into the sky and crystal stars
That still treasure wisdom of the ages
Ancient world is muffling up its bones
And revealing secrets just to me
Sleeping to the music of the horns
Hoping for the better times to be
Staring in the distant icy edges
And into the sky and crystal stars
That still treasure wisdom of the ages
Ancient world is muffling up its bones
And revealing secrets just to me
Sleeping to the music of the horns
Hoping for the better times to be
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