yields? By the golden beauty of dusk and the sun low in our sky By the haunting shadows of trees and graves, mesmerized am I. Searching deep inside
trees and graves, mesmerised am I Those whispering shades... sad, silent glades Pain is a far away land, misery, a lifetime's journey... ...and I lust
? By the golden beauty of dusk and the sun low in our sky By the haunting shadows of trees and graves, mesmerized am I. Searching deep inside trying
Traduzione: Anatema. . . . E io Lust.
Traduzione: Anatema. ... E io Lust.
