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The Flight of Sleipnir
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Nothing Stands Obscured
Tread high peaks Hidden gold Insult draws sword Blood drips from cord
Foul, thirst quenched O' crimson sate Then roasted heart Flesh to partake
Lo! That speech of which I hear Of larks, Nuthatches, sky dwellers Their intent made clear to me Nothing stands obscured
Whispers to wind 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 A breath A cut A wound
Drank of his blood Ate of his heart There he sits With corpse defiled
Lo! That speech of which I hear Of larks, Nuthatches, sky dwellers Their intent made clear to me Nothing stands obscured
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