The Book of Kings


Mournful Congregation The Bitter Veils of Solemnity歌词

10/11 08:40
Crystal elixir, laps at far distant shores Pastel-grey plumes, lick at mountainous peaks Oceanic depths swell is disrupt Sands from long lost age, upheave restlessly Pain, its grey hues permeate cosmos Divine hierarchies cry piteous bellows Stand Wit