Тургор - Молитва Изумруду - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Greens are viscous, viscous, like a resin, enveloping cover, an impenetrable shield, an emerald that equalizes the bowls of all sorts of weights - fill the warrior with his heavy force! I, a punishing hammer for raising me, listen. The idea of a disobedient who dared to resist - confuse. His rebellious soul - rebellious, distraught - destroy