آهنگ: Autumn Tears. Three.
The ghost... I am... caresses reality
the eye... you are.. devouring the light
the blade... fate is... cuts deep in our silhouette
into furrows of our last day
the eye... you are.. devouring the light
the blade... fate is... cuts deep in our silhouette
into furrows of our last day
Autumn Tears
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