AntHill - III Level - Spinning the wheel | Текст песни

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A door with attractive framing light is open – the passage to a new level. The other room with two ways out, one of which seems habitual entrance to the Anthill. Sweet illusion blinds enervate mind, prepares a new trap to mislead. The creature enters the door, like butterfly darts towards a fire, and gets up on the inner surface of the wheel. And it starts to ...

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