Cult Of Luna. Somewhere Along The Highway. Dark City, Dead Man. فرقه ای از لونا. در جایی در امتداد بزرگراه. شهر تاریک ، مرد مرده.
... When the streetlights fade. Warm rain like judgement descends. Their voice numbs me. Speaking words in a dead tongue. I have walked a road that lead
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