Текст песни UNANIMATED - A Wind Of A Dismal Past

In the nameless forest of the
Moonlight flames
From the scornful moon
Surrounded by shadows
The trees seems so sore when the wind blows
Through the silent and red eyed sky ...
Those countless graves reminds
Me of the cold in the
Winds that rules the forest
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Those countless graves seems to
Rise before my eyes
Through the sun through the

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