Lirieke: Dead Can Dance. Other. Tempest.
In your fair descent
How you shame
How do you somewhere
How low shin
I found your age, your age shaman
How to be a slave
Out of your fears we'll drift away
How. well, what is saturday
How your wish begins
Do you harken
Happen where some winds
To begin with you
How the fire
Dead Can Dance
Gewilde versoeke