trees and graves, mesmerised am I Those whispering shades... sad, silent glades Pain is a far away land, misery, a lifetime's journey... ...and I lust
? By the golden beauty of dusk and the sun low in our sky By the haunting shadows of trees and graves, mesmerized am I. Searching deep inside trying
Traduction: Anathème. . . . Et je Lust.
Traduction: Anathème. ... Et je Lust.
yields? By the golden beauty of dusk and the sun low in our sky By the haunting shadows of trees and graves, mesmerized am I. Searching deep inside
