of gathring. Harmony slowly guides me. To cross all illusions. They accuse the witnesses As I try to get out. The future won't get to them.
ترجمة: يجب حرق السماء. فتح الأسلحة إلى المستقبل.
way of gathring. Harmony slowly guides me. To cross all illusions. They accuse the witnesses As I try to get out. The future won't get to them.