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    Black hair that confuses with the wings of a crow that
    The black sovereign reigned

    The snow are going accumulating deeply in it is worth
    Him/it
    It was of not one more gloomy fog, crosing of the
    Terra extremo, i set up,
    Behind only, drenshed for memories...

    In the last moons i was a mercenary soldier
    Struggling beside the crow, oh the glorious queen!

    Black hair that confuses with the wings of a crow that
    The black sovereign reigned

    I was the only survivor of great batalha prophiesyse
    For the priests of the temples of stone, i am me that
    He/she speaks to him/her...

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    Distant of the cold of the snow where the earth was
    Trembling pillar of the fire it was nights of
    Iluminating and splits are going exaled vaporous
    Poison... black hair that confuses with the wings of a
    Crow that the black sovereign reigned
    ...a primordial age of the humanity
    In the middle of the chaos, there were the crow of
    Imense posperous's kingdom and sovereing... a thone of
    Gloomy colours with origin of unknow.

    A fog was descending moutanha and with this a ley
    Caught a cold breeze that was cutting the skin...
    ... apreduction never sees before crow it covered his
    Hesd there with his weighed rob and drawer high been
    Below the day that would be designated an age
    The sky was dark although it leaves of the fog it was
    Already diffused that red clouds formed assuming the
    Form of red dragon slowly, while zigzaging, in the
    Horizon was the great day!

    The enemies were closed, sad close of blood
    Noise of bones that break separately...
    Fires were coming from whole where...
    The smell of rotten meat...
    The death was in the present air...

    Me fought until the last autumn of body...
    It was the prophecy that was materialized
    Crow was gaia... her blood was it overflowed in the
    Earth

    Black hair that confuses with the wings of a crow that
    The black sovereign reigned

    "i died as soldier he/she has to die
    I don't have doubts it was necessary
    That was my destiny...
    I don't have doubts... on my destiny... it was my
    Destiny"

    Black hair that confuses with the wings of a crow that
    The black sovereign reigned

    ... now a trip only submerges in memories.

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