Из альбома: The Wall of Sacrifice

She came to me
Whilst times were low
And smiled at me
Through eyes of stone
We danced and laughed
It's all so cold
Like wingless insects
Born to crawl

We climbed in vain
Destined to fall
Into graves
A broken soul
Now nothing's left
Except my hate
Oh which I leave
To one and all

Комментарии

2019.05.02

peepecful

да и весь альбом охуительный совершенно

2018.08.24

Eugene Oleinik

Пидорская музычка

2018.06.13

peepecful

meant, конечно