Empyrium - Where At Night The Wood Grouse Plays Lyrics
When Through The Starry Night the Mists Of Autumn Glide the Air Is Filled With Tragedies Of Olden Times
where With A Dreadful Tone a Nightbird Plays Its Song in Forest Dark At Moors They Come To Life...
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