Afasia
The Final Premonition
In the suffering's age we live and the ashes of Death are so close. And through the silence the endless scars it burn into depth. Ice, blood and tears are embraced to this age. The pulse of the are dying. A circle of a mighty Death it take our nature. The cry of generations prevail. In the suffering's age we live and the ashes of Death are so close. And through the silence the endless scars it burn into depth. The endless scars it burn into depth, and the migthy old Death it let us to grow in the glorious sin. In scars and sins. Ice, blood and tears are embraced to this age. The pulse of the are dying. Letras de canciones
To die for this scars. The circle enclose your soul. The end of man's time it's so near, and all empires in ruins and all begining it's over. To suffer, we tremble in sin
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