Think of a horrific future forced to survive sheltered underground. These are imagined sounds of the world above.
Where is my real imaginary world? Empty spaces of the sunset spaces of the lost hopes of the deprived of feelings faces The laughing devil is disappearin
And when sky will burn by fire of purple and the earth will tremble under my feet I won't tell anything I will fly high driven on the angel winds or I
번역: 소리 질러의 묘지. Apocalyptic 비전 (파트 3).
[Created by Benjamin and Darren] Think of a horrific future forced to survive sheltered under- ground. These are imagined sounds of the world above.
And when sky will burn by fire of purple and the earth will tremble under my feet I won't tell anything I will fly high driven on the angel winds or
Sad Sad'n' sufferin' That's the reward for eternal life The red colour of a sunrise like blood Pulsatin' in my veins Shadows of the mother's tears The
Seediness of twisted worlds clashing lusts individuals over majority minority trying to survive love is equal to blood apocalyptic vision of the
