ترانه:
Bella Morte Living Dead

unknown from places shaded Eyes are lined with black of midnight Lips all touched in scarlet bliss Tattered velvet, lace and chains What dead have known

We could all be something else. We?ll celebrate every defeat, cry over victory. It's what happens when north is south, and south is north. Were the question

My dear ocean how are you today? I sense a vibrant wave within today, come hit me with your strength. Today I am waves, today I am yours. Mislead me

I've seen this through so many times I still don't know how to put it all back in my mind I've had this burden almost involuntarily with a weight that