The skies are turning The heavens are fading Stars disappearing
Blood red Apocalyptic skies
Black clouds Signs of gloom and pain
I dreamed we were rulers of darkness A land eclipsed in twilight But now as I look up to the sky I have dreamed in futility
Impossibly, Chasm overhead
Undeniably, Mass extinction
It's almost like a blight has been cast upon the sky Turning the heavens infernal How is this possible? No abyssal maw could exist like this What god would do this? What god could do this?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
