Paroles: Steve Von Till. Dawn.
Under a blood red moon
That fades from my eyes
An ancestral haunting
Brings their names across a plain unknown
Harvesting thought from a mind out of time
The disembodied voice of corpses on the wind unknown
(Thanks to Marlon for these lyrics)
That fades from my eyes
An ancestral haunting
Brings their names across a plain unknown
Harvesting thought from a mind out of time
The disembodied voice of corpses on the wind unknown
(Thanks to Marlon for these lyrics)