Those Whom Comes With The Storm by Vampiria
As your souls, black are our wings, nobody look us when we comes with the storm*
Our language is the thunder
A warning writted in the stars, it's a dark Gonder hidden in the stormy skies
Lonely riders on black horses with eyes of fire
Our message is thunder, our language is strong wind, for weaks it'll be tempest, music for strong ones
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