4 acessos
The moment of bizarre calmness
The tranquillity of morning dew
While my silvery tears drifts on these times
(my cold blade of sacred souls)
With a mission of pure slaughter
The moment of deceptive awareness
The blood of innocent ones
When the blackened candles shine
(my cold blade of sacred souls)
With a mission of pure slaughter
How i love to drown in this serene dreams
The dream of these who deserve to die
While my silvery tears drift on these times