times, see me, then die Fate has control of us all Blemish the quest of all, create the dread Waiting in line, lost in all your prayer, lost in your
misguided times See me then, die, fate has control of us all Blemish the quest of all Create the dread Waiting in line, lost in your prayer Lost in
Fordítás: Paradise Lost. Napfény Torn.
the misguided times See me then, die, fate has control of us all Blemish the quest of all Create the dread Waiting in line, lost in your prayer Lost
Plunged headlong into cold days Where in a circle we wander The barren wastes of our pasts III. Daylight Dreamers Daylight dreamers
nights fleeting trance Plunged headlong into cold days Where in a circle we wander The barren wastes of our pasts. [III. DAYLIGHT DREAMERS] Daylight
