The colorless words are burning our heels As the bright lights of the city fade Taking the chase and to curb our fear As the bloodless moon cast its face
The colorless words are burning our heels As the bright lights of the city fade Taking the chase to curb our fear As the bloodless moon casts its face
Übersetzung: Eisley. Invasion.
: The colorless words are burning our heels As the bright lights of the city fade Taking the chase to curb our fear As the bloodless moon casts its face
