the new day, they held it their hearts, condemning the rest... to live without it. Crown of crows... in the head of the new king, crown of crows...
of the new day, they held it their hearts, condemning the rest... to live without it. Crown of crows... in the head of the new king, crown of crows...
Превод: Позоришта Дес Вампирес. Ундертакер и Врана.
Strange sounds from the ancient unholy church, rites of black magic... The lady in black reads the red book of Macabria, the crow on her shoulder calls
