Enslaved Path To Vanir
Awaiting my death, gasping for air The relief emerge, the mistress so fair Don t abandon me, please grant me life I embrace your powers, higher wisdom s wife I ve been fighting in vain, but they grew too strong For my kinsmen this day became far too long I lie in the open, waiting to die Were all my life s beauty built on a lie My grace you shall get, because I welcome your return (If) you re not the hidden into sadness I ll turn I ve come to your rescue now before your last breath My love you will rec
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