Dark clouds fly away and my soul falls into DESPAIR we are monks going trough heavy fog ENDLESS walk, misty march, where the insane priest rules sadness echoes through me all my days INNOCENT VICTIMS BLEED on the white snow
Dark clouds fly away and my soul falls into DESPAIR we are monks going trough heavy fog ENDLESS walk, misty march, where the insane priest rules sadness echoes through me all my days INNOCENT VICTIMS BLEED on the white snow