I. A Clot of Tragedy Bring this underground, bring this to its knees. Marching in slumber, swelling shades of mystery we have the motive to breate and
seemed like a lifetime spent riding on the wings of the backwards devils. It was if I had fled from a lion, only to meet a bear. Cut off when I saw the
译文: 诺玛吉恩. Scientifiction:悲剧血块:A群的奉献.