fire with open soul from those dreams you hear me scream to wake up and to fall back for thou who dawn will see... in the mournful... twilight I grow
fire with open soul from those dreams you hear me scream to wake up and to fall back for thou who dawn will see ... in the mournful ... twilight i grow
Can you feel it coming Can you feel it closing in Looming all around us A horror waiting to begin Smell it in the air A sense of havoc growing strong
: Can you feel it coming Can you feel it closing in Looming all around us A horror waiting to begin Smell it in the air A sense of havoc growing strong
