The Prophecy of the Darkness In echoes goes through the landscape One from the crowd Was enthroned above the rest
Never beaten, yet long dead
Like one of many He said his opinion Forever damned And still loved
Never beaten, yet long dead Thousands of screams faded away
Hands stained with blood Smile on their lips One of many Declared war to all
Never beaten, yet long dead Thousands of screams faded awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
