a universe of it's own.] Open the gates of the past With the key to our hearts Dream of the years gone by Centuries through mankind's eyes In the wasteland
Open the gates of the past With the key to our hearts Dream of the years gone by Centuries through mankind's eyes In the wasteland that grows inside Within
mind, a universe of it's own.] Open the gates of the past With the key to our hearts Dream of the years gone by Centuries through mankind's eyes In
Tradução: El Encuentro. Sueño de Gaya.
, a universe of it's own.] Open the gates of the past With the key to our hearts Dream of the years gone by Centuries through mankind's eyes In the
