London is mine, New York and Paris shall fall One Ring to Rule in Darkness to bind them all Come to me now a moth to the Flame Burning your eyes as you stare With the Blood of the Salnts
Stand on the shore watching the ships as they burn None will be found the sea will be their final urn Come to me now a moth to the Flame Burning your eyes as you stare I will devour a Specter of Power I will be King for a Day
In passion denicd you call to the gods In gluttinous sin your face so sublime With the Blood of the SaintsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
