In this place the winds blow colder And the nights are long I fear your life will soon be over Like a fading song The cries, a scream to reach the sky Will we all die before the sun can rise? I hear their cries
In this place the winds blow colder And the nights are long I fear your life will soon be over Like a fading song The cries, a scream to reach the sky Will we all die before the sun can rise? I hear their cries