слова песни Atrox - Homage
My whispering poems My treasures My arch images My treasures They honour me Dead,
creaking trees They praise me Mute, mossy
rocks They worship me Empty shells Why exalt a man murdered by his own muse To prevent
My whispering poems My treasures My arch images My treasures They honour me Dead,
creaking trees They praise me Mute, mossy
rocks They worship me Empty shells Why exalt a man murdered by his own muse To prevent