The wave of grief is rising high, I've unleashed unearthly power This is the age of the dead, but I am fire, a Demonic pyre What is this fresh hell? Is there any way home? what is this fresh hell? If I had a spell to cast, I would let us all live on and roam the afterlife in search of the night We'd live in the shadows but then we'd start to rise What is this fresh hell? Is there any way home? What is this fresh hell?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
