>>24298719 pb
Along the drifting tide, the eagle searching down on the land…
Mountains come out the sky, they stand there…
The Sailor sees the rim of the land.
The Swirling Wind.
Salvation is from the Lord.
>>24298719 pb
Along the drifting tide, the eagle searching down on the land…
Mountains come out the sky, they stand there…
The Sailor sees the rim of the land.
The Swirling Wind.
Salvation is from the Lord.