Lletres:
Opera Ix Call Of The Wood

Lletres

Opera Ix. The Call Of The Wood. Al Azif. Opera Ix. La crida de la fusta. Al Azif.
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the seasons observe the sun and the stars and when you have risen the stones and implored their power that will be the door through which you can call

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Lletres

Opera Ix. The Call Of The Wood. Esteban's Promise. Opera Ix. La crida de la fusta. Promesa d'Esteban.
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I (myself) Esteban son of the dark side, illuminated monarch of the abyss (which is) forgotten by the divine light I'm alive. Ancient now inexistent laws

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Lletres

Opera Ix. The Call Of The Wood. The Call Of The Wood. Opera Ix. La crida de la fusta. La crida de la fusta.
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, Inanna, let me feed at your breast let me celebrate the fertile union of the horned god with the pure white goddess. Follow the call of the wood. Follow

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Lletres

Opera Ix. The Call Of The Wood. Sepulcro. Opera Ix. La crida de la fusta. Sepulcre.
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I'm alone the night wind's blowing on my face and the branches of the trees are crying in the big empty if this night. Step by step along the shadow path

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Lletres

Opera Ix. The Call Of The Wood. Alone In The Dark. Opera Ix. La crida de la fusta. Alone In The Dark.
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Eternal suffering. Everlasting oblivion of tears falling into the dust. I want to die. But the three mothers don't grip my hand they want the cycle to

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Lletres

Original: Opera IX. The Call Of The Wood.

Traducció: Opera IX. La crida de la fusta.

Lletres

Opera IX. The Call Of The Wood. Esteban's Promise. Opera IX. La crida de la fusta. Promesa d'Esteban.
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: I (myself) Esteban son of the dark side, illuminated monarch of the abyss (which is) forgotten by the divine light I'm alive. Ancient now inexistent

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Lletres

Opera IX. The Call Of The Wood. Alone In The Dark. Opera IX. La crida de la fusta. Alone In The Dark.
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: Eternal suffering. Everlasting oblivion of tears falling into the dust. I want to die. But the three mothers don't grip my hand they want the cycle

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Lletres

Opera IX. The Call Of The Wood. Al Azif. Opera IX. La crida de la fusta. Al Azif.
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Count the seasons observe the sun and the stars and when you have risen the stones and implored their power that will be the door through which you can call

...

Lletres

Opera IX. The Call Of The Wood. Sepulcro. Opera IX. La crida de la fusta. Sepulcre.
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: I'm alone the night wind's blowing on my face and the branches of the trees are crying in the big empty of this night. Step by step along the shadow

...

Lletres

Opera IX. The Call Of The Wood. The Call Of The Wood. Opera IX. La crida de la fusta. La crida de la fusta.
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Inanna, let me feed at your breast let me celebrate the fertile union of the horned god with the pure white goddess. Follow the call of the wood. Follow

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