Mist of The Maelstrom - Death of the Sun Тексты

Though we all know all hope is gone, we still each day await the dawn. We unite as one to watch the death of the sun. Sunrise will not come, pray unto the moon, pray unto the moon for your light, sunrise will not come. All as one beneath the night, pray unto the moon. Rise, our sun is gone, gold light has died, pray to the silver light
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