Текст песни
Wolves
are
waiting
With
Conand
in
a
pick
Those
feathers
suffer
The
soil
of
the
thick
Lone
surrender
The
echo
of
embrace
And
how
I'm
sorry
Give
balance
to
the
break
Instrumental
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