Nothing But The Horizon

Mictian

Looking up above
I see an uncolored sky
Nothing but a pale
And infinite horizon

The stones under my feet are painted
Images without shape make me pay attention
They look at me and show me
Remembers from a past i never had

The black flames of evil
Wait wishful for their souls

Dry leaves crawling with the wind
Their movements repeat in my mind
Condemned to a tragic destiny
Time freeze and becomes eternal
Página 1 / 1

Letras y titulo
Acordes y artista

restablecer los ajustes
OK