Novembers Doom. Of Sculptured Ivy And Stone Flowers. The Jealous Sun. Novembers 둠. 조각 아이비 그리고 스톤 꽃. 질투 일.
...smile lies to me. I can smell the scent of dark and cold winters frost. Deeper in the void we look searching for a golden glance. The jealous Sun is burning
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