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The Ballad of Sayat Nova
Mayhem,
Like Hellfire,
Rains down outside.
Holed up in this mountain
refuge,
He composes the verses
sent to him by God.
Strumming his lute
one last time,
He remains calm,
For he knows the Lord
is with him.
The agha
bursts in,
A rogue from the...
Like Hellfire,
Rains down outside.
Holed up in this mountain
refuge,
He composes the verses
sent to him by God.
Strumming his lute
one last time,
He remains calm,
For he knows the Lord
is with him.
The agha
bursts in,
A rogue from the...
