Way beyond this great gray walls Far beyond every land we know The death has walked the Earth
In a pale long coat which they call December I call it desolation in its purest form
Something for we strangely long
Take a look into the void of yore The flesh was burned The limbs were torned In the name of the ancient lores
In emptiness we die We are the ones who face the nightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
