Doomenicus - Sacred Тексты

The silence of a wide forest
Where listen
The sound of the wind
Among the trees
Where the cold winter
Frost covered wood
Sacred place for soul

Sacred solitude
Sacred solitude
Sacred silence
Sacred place for souls
Places away from guard and respect
Filled with spirituality
Places where reflect

I seek only solitude
Far from everything
I’m not interested
In things that happen over there
Hell is there
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