Voices in the Wind Şarkı Sözü
Candlemass
North is cold, summer is late
South is sorrow, surrounded by hate
West is far, a dream you are creating
East is here, and your fate is awaiting
North is cold, summer is late
South is sorrow, surrounded by hate
West is far, a dream you are creating
East is here, and your fate is awaiting
Yorum Yapın
Yorumlar
Bu şarkıya henüz yorum yapılmamış. İlk yorumu siz yazın.