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Aesma Daeva Dawn Of The New Athens

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Aesma Daeva. Dawn Of The New Athens. Ancient Verses. Aesma Daeva. Dawn Of The New Athény. Starověká poezie.
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Once there was myth and mystery Now we destroy our ancient verse, our history The eyes of my comrades watching, they haunt me Dream a sinking ship

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Aesma Daeva. Dawn Of The New Athens. D'Oreste. Aesma Daeva. Dawn Of The New Athény. D'Oreste.
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D'Oreste, d'Ajace Ho in seno i tormenti D'Aletto la face Gia morte mi da Squarciatemi il core Ceraste, serpenti O un ferro il dolore in me

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Aesma Daeva. Dawn Of The New Athens. Hymn To The Sun. Aesma Daeva. Dawn Of The New Athény. Hymnus na slunce.
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to the gods: Few mortals have flown on wings Fierce idols drive blood son Through black heavens So how shall I dream? I'll weave a new verse each dawn

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Aesma Daeva. Dawn Of The New Athens. Since The Machine. Aesma Daeva. Dawn Of The New Athény. Vzhledem k tomu, stroj.
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Since recorded time and since the dawn of man There have been three types of men The low man (to) the high man The rending of the world into three

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Aesma Daeva. Dawn Of The New Athens. The Bluish Shade. Aesma Daeva. Dawn Of The New Athény. Bluish Stín.
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like all men I was bound by many hopes I wish to live like all men I was bound by many hopes We have to pay the price My new chant begins No longer

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Aesma Daeva. Dawn Of The New Athens. The Camp Of Souls. Aesma Daeva. Dawn Of The New Athény. Tábor duší.
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My white canoe, like the silvery air O'er the River of Death that darkly rolls When the moons of the world are round and fair I paddle back from the

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Aesma Daeva. Dawn Of The New Athens. The Loon. Aesma Daeva. Dawn Of The New Athény. Loon.
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Upon the lake, upon the windless water Swim down to me, beautiful bird Mercy, stay not forever out of reach I hear, I hear your evening song Watered

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Aesma Daeva. Dawn Of The New Athens. Tisza's Child. Aesma Daeva. Dawn Of The New Athény. Tisza dítě.
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Daughters, sons, river deaths: Faces pale like moons, and hands, bright stars Fair children, cradle water graves Vast river, spirits, can you hear