Nocturnal Slaughter ToastSo. Ich bin denn mal wieder weg.
Tschüss
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The world is grey, the mountains old The forge's fire is ashen and cold No harp is wrung, no hammer falls The darkness dwells in Druin's hallsNocturnal Slaughter ToastSo. Ich bin denn mal wieder weg.
Tschüss
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The world is grey, the mountains old The forge's fire is ashen and cold No harp is wrung, no hammer falls The darkness dwells in Druin's halls