desire On the hill side where I stood I left for another world Tragedies blows at horizon The sun freezes to dust A perfect vision of the rising Northland
of desire On the hillside where I stood left for another world Tragedies blows at horizon The sun freezes to dust A perfect vision of the rising Northland
译文: 不朽. 阿北部地区的兴起完美视觉.