words from an obsolete state of mind Sharpen them! Turn them into arrows! Descend into grief - Without a bow no arrows fly ...Bitter Black Passing through the ebony archways
Uncovering words from an obsolete state of mind Sharpen them! Turn them into arrows! Descend into grief - Without a bow no arrows fly ...Bitter Black Passing through the ebony archways
Traduzione: Dark Tranquillity. Attraverso Archways Ebony.