اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Towards the mountain, again on path not known
Moving slowly against the creeping wind
That howles through their bones
This path has no mercy to show
Haunted by their worst fears
They go deeper
Guided by their greed
They seek a thing long lost
It lies hidden from them
And must never be found
The buried axe...awaits.
