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Krull
Somnium timoris
Desiderum praeteritum
Maestitia praesentiae
Iced winds blow through my hair
My fingers are cold
My blood is frozen
Our time will come
I will be there
Krull
Somnium timoris
Desiderum praeteritum
Maestitia praesentiae
Iced winds blow through my hair
My fingers are cold
My blood is frozen
Our time will come
I will be there