In a land far in the north Over mountains and rivers Laid the village of Natas Fo Live The people of Natas Lived in peace and harmony With farmers, fishermen And great men of wisdom
But this village Laid before the darkest of woods No one ever dared To walk under those trees For it was said that someone, or something Captured those who walked there And they would never return
Only two people dared To live near the woods Peter Crow the priest of the black church And Barbara Belladonna... Barbara the Witch Welcome... to the village!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
