rang out My servants they are blind By the light Suffer is cold There's colors Searing his face By the light By the light By the light By the light By the light
the sky. Torturing, the voice rang out. My servants they are blind, by the light. Suffer is cold. There's colors Searing his face. By the light. By the light. By the light
Oversættelse: Nekrolog. Af The Light.
