21 acessos
Time stands still as battle worn
Beneath your feet the blood runs cold
No one moves
Death,wasteland, razed to the ground, gone, perished what life there was
And ghostly in the darkness, there cast a shadow, mirroring madness
Echoes the work of the devil
The death and destruction
The symbol of hades
The heat and the hatred
The breakdown of life
Leaves us sorrow and strife
And we all will return to the ash