Tides Will Turn - Dionysus
I run trough the mist of the voidI am hunted by fear, my soul is repressedAnd my heart is a statue of stoneEos is dead and gone, there's shadow aheadThin threads of hope is all, a faint trace of liveUntil she's found I won't give up, I won't give in![Chor . . . 阅读详情