The days of doom commence
And my soul is lost
As the skies turn black
Forgotten in darkness;
A restless wanderer
In gloomy autumn nights
So a deathlike silence
Fulfills my bleeding cradicates
My remembrance
Nobody?s guiding me to light
Not even you
NovembreThe days of doom commence And my soul is lost As the skies turn black Forgotten in darkness; A restless wanderer In gloomy autumn nights So a deathlike silence Fulfills my bleeding cradicates My remembrance Nobody?s guiding me to light Not even you |