Some are born to sweet delight Some are born to endless night So pale and lifeless What you're doing to me I'm doing to myself I close the iris to the
Tercüme: Candlemass. Arx ng / 891.
Tercüme: Candlemass. Arx.
: Some are born to sweet delight Some are born to endless night So pale and lifeless What you're doing to me I'm doing to myself I close the iris to
