Darkness coats us The smell of fall Changing season The graveyard is alive, black cat across my path The chill of cold wind, the breath of the dead
Darkness coats us. The smell of fall. Changing season. The graveyard is alive, black cat across my path, the chill of cold wind, the breath of the
Превод: Седмоструко, Авенгед. Тама Околна.
: Darkness coats us. The smell of fall. Changing season. The graveyard is alive, black cat across my path, the chill of cold wind, the breath of