Humanity on it's knees, entangled in devastating apathy Crushed underneath the heel of holy plague Crippled, weak and diseased The sky turned dark and the moon gleamed pale The air was thick with the stench of death Mankind festered in the scorching
Morgul
Morgul All Dead Here歌词
Morgul Torn歌词
暂无 专辑:Parody of the Mass 歌手:Morgul 歌曲:Torn