We come from... Over the dark horizon sky With twisted tales of sacrifice To imagine or believe all the glory of the free Hunting all day an endless cry The things I've seen I can't deny Sinners, saints all mixed in one The dawn of time has begun Why can't you see what they're doing to me? Is it fair that I'm dying in vain...? | ||
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Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Drogon Force - Black Fire
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