Beauty is fragile, and time eats at it This passion play. Smothered in effort, the thrash of naked limbs Glistening skin. Close your eyes, the whispered
Beauty is fragile, and time eats at it This passion play Smothered in effort, The thrash of naked limbs Glistening skin Close your eyes, the whispered
Übersetzung: My Dying Bride. Die von Naked Limbs Thrash.