Thine dreams unfolded into a nightmare. Ages pass and my spirit shall roam, Forth in the nether realms, Ye, the very black fabric of existence. Fading now, pain, sorrow
Thou hast achieved, The darkest martyrdom of hurt
But know'st in the hearts of those, We see thine essence, Though it be scattered We usher it through Ye Great Duke Murmur, That thou might join Him in his great legionsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.