Chapter IV - De La Morte Noire歌词
Album: Thou Shalt Trust The Seer
Title:De La Morte Noire
Born through astral constellation
Those pictures are now getting clearer
Inside his head
sent by the highest god
They start to rise from the deepest depth
My King - dead - no
Dying by the lance... so slow...
He wipes the tears
Away,  tries to think
As clear as the falling&nb