Tekster:
Blood Has Been Shed And A Seraphim Cries

sleep eternal and dream of me a face that follows a face that haunts deprivation awaits but still I ignore what exhumes and destroys my trust and I walk this precipice and

dreamer sleep eternal and dream of me a face that follows a face that haunts deprivation awaits but still I ignore what exhumes and destroys my trust and I walk this precipice and