cold are the rivers of my blood ice floats all around and the green depths all hidden well from any light and warmth calm freezing breeze despondency.. lowered eyes.. all alone in ocean of coldness
now.. now dead distant haunting moving without breath facing the rocks with dead stare [it would smell bad if there was no cold] and it's deep black hole always greedy devouring endlessly a cosmic nightmare..
grim reaper's hand upon my head grim reaper's hand upon my head grim reaper's hand upon my head grim reaper's hand upon my head grim reaper's hand upon my head grim reaper's hand upon my head grim reaper's hand upon my head ...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
