Amidst the war cries on the day of battle, blown by violent winds on this stormy day. Shall I offer the fruit of my body, for the sin of my soul? Chorus
Tercüme: Fireflight. Gönüllü Körü körüne.
: Amidst the war cries on the day of battle, blown by violent winds on this stormy day. Shall I offer the fruit of my body, for the sin of my soul? Chorus