Paroles:
August Burns Red The Seventh Trumpet

I can no longer tell the days from the nights The moon glows an eerie red And I could swear it was covered in blood Something big is going to happen,

Traduction: Août Burns Red. La septième trompette.

I can no longer tell the days from the nights. The moon glows an eerie red and I could swear it was covered in blood. Something big is going to happen