Besedila:
Immortal A Perfect Vision Of The Rising Northland

desire On the hill side where I stood I left for another world Tragedies blows at horizon The sun freezes to dust A perfect vision of the rising Northland

Prevod: Immortal. Perfect Vision Of The Rising Northland.

of desire On the hillside where I stood left for another world Tragedies blows at horizon The sun freezes to dust A perfect vision of the rising Northland