Lyrics:
librado del espanto La espina baila sobre La duda del fervor Las horas que recorren No han perdido el icor Sal y más sal en la llaga Sal, sal En la llaga
Into the Danks Abyss Confused carvings Angles wrong Glowing icor on the walls Nothing makes sense still descending Never ending Twisted halls Time will
doradas El aire susurra a tu espalda Y puro limpia y sacude pesadilla e icor. Espíritus de ancestros, envuelve el valor Impregna bosques y cauces de ríos
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