Frattimonde
05-05-2007, 1:40 AM
Haunting shadows
Treads over the horizon
A mythical light
Shines from behind
A voice is sung
Speaking of terrors unimagined
No hope is in sight
Only dreadful death
Will you accept your end
When the reaper comes for you
I think not
Treads over the horizon
A mythical light
Shines from behind
A voice is sung
Speaking of terrors unimagined
No hope is in sight
Only dreadful death
Will you accept your end
When the reaper comes for you
I think not