Logh - Lights From Sovereign States | Текст песни

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• Lights From Sovereign States

The winds are waiting quiet for the storm to make the call,
while the collectors of skulls prepare for war,
and the lights from sovereign states flicker in the dark.

The darkness has erased the features of the lands.
The lights from sovereign states are all, but dead
for every emissary and the misery you breed.

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