A Theory Of An Evening Sky
"The streets are filled with
My blood layers the surface revealing the loss of life
Black burns the sky forced to the allegiance of the
The Prophecies Of Hellfire
[Instrumental]
[Instrumental]
A man, who's soul was put away to rest that
Five set out to ride again. When asked where our
We set out to capture the night, upon a horseback
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