6 acessos
Fire is bright, before it turnes to ashes
Visions are clear even if they'll never come true
In my mind something still pulls the strings of anger
I see the sun dissapear, dark clouds covering the sky for 7 years
Bloody rain is poisoning the fields,
Plaques are rotting the millions
Years of starvation are near,
Darkened Prophecies spoken to warn them all...