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Рапсодія Dargor Shadowlord Of The Black Mountain Extended

Not so far from the dragonland where the valleys breathe the smell of dark gate Dargor is marching with the poor Airin there where dark has ruled forever

Not so far from the wide dragonland Where the valleys breathe the smell of dark gate Dargor is marching with the poor Airin There where dark has ruled

Not so far from the wide dragonland Where the valleys breathe the smell of dark gate Dargor is marching with the poor Airin There where dark has ruled