The brightest full moon light entrances me it calls me forth Yet I have not the strength to move in stasis, I rot away and dream Dream of forgotten years
the brightest full moon light entrances me it calls me forth yet i have not the strength to move in stasis, i rot away and dream dream of forgotten years
Vertaling: The Black Dahlia Moord. Dors begrafnis.
: the brightest full moon light entrances me it calls me forth yet i have not the strength to move in stasis, i rot away and dream dream of forgotten