I can no longer tell the days from the nights. The moon glows an eerie red and I could swear it was covered in blood. Something big is going to happen
I can no longer tell the days from the nights The moon glows an eerie red And I could swear it was covered in blood Something big is going to happen,
Traduzione: August Burns Red. La Settima Tromba.
: I can no longer tell the days from the nights. The moon glows an eerie red and I could swear it was covered in blood. Something big is going to happen