company For each hope that arrives and fades from memory Still after all this time our loss You won't concede For in the dead of night the rumor is Your
company For each hope that arrives and fades from memory Still after all this time our loss you won't concede For in the dead of night the rumor is
Fordítás: Savatage. A Rumor.
Fordítás: Savatage. Hír.
silent company For each hope that arrives and fades from memory Still after all this time our loss you won't concede For in the dead of night the rumor
