was sagt man dazu
Sweeps the wild, white ocean
The rage of love turns inward
To prayers of devotion
And these prayers are
The constant road across the wilderness
These prayers are
These prayers are the memory of God
The memory of God
ich sollt vom orakeln die finger lassen...
LuciaS - 21. Nov, 00:46
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