Song: Witch
As a witch four wings, the dress to the floor, Oh, to the floor.
Nestling in her sleeves owls, falcons, Yes, quail.
Ah, bad head, in her hair leaves, and red.
Asks the blind demon of the moon, so winter was not spring.
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MegaMozg 13-01-2020 / 14:18
As a witch four wings, and behind the air shaking.
Now her blazing blue flame, as she burned in a lie.
There is no limit to the mercy of the fire, and the Lord will have mercy on us
To rye high was born to winter again it was spring.
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MegaMozg 12-01-2017 / 17:19
Get drunk drunk our anger.
Dance! Today you're the Queen.
Let the hops and cinnamon, and the serpent, and the Fox
The first Outpost will honor sister
Hallelujah Fiery Maiden!
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MegaMozg 12-01-2017 / 17:19
Where the witch, where corn does not svacina, horses are not shod.
Let the ashes fly away, stray, in four, Oh, the parties.
How Volodina by the dry wind the dance of death that other ancient
The witch will dance and our faith can not cope yeah to cope her.
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MegaMozg 12-01-2017 / 17:19
Hey Hey, still alive...
Hey, while burning grass...
Hey, that fire on you...
Dance, witch dance!
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MegaMozg 02-01-2017 / 08:14
