Black covers the mass The mist it's so dense It's soothing to breathe I reach out my hand Into the sights Yet I grasp nothing All seems different to
[Words: Osegueda] [Music: Cavestany] Black covers the mass The mist it's so dense It's soothing to breathe I reach out my hand Into the sights Yet I
Vertaling: Dood Angel. Ex-tc.
