Paroles de Prolog - Sword For Son
My son, look at the giftI have for you, touch glimmer steal
Let it's cold penetrate your young heart
And wake eternal call, eternal desire and lust
As separation comes
Your destiny is in your hands
And this steal craves for blood
Now we are alone
And only enemies all around
Now we are alone
And only enemies all around
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