Letras
Perverted within a viewing, standing alone, it took the night to believe, the beacon lingers, come to grasp to the edge of Orion, repeatedly defiling the wind's daughter, cry yourself to ash (
Believe) a perfect silhouette, what is destroyed by fire, the withering egg dialates full, unurished in salutations to the crescent eye
Vibrate) cry yourself to ash (
Believe) (
Vibrate) a perfect silhouette (
Defile) (
Vibrate) the beacon lingers (
Vibrate) cry yourself to ash (
Believe) (
Vibrate) the beacon lingers (
Defile) (
Vibrate) cry yourself to ash (
Vibrate) a perfect silhouette (
Vibrate) it took the night to believe