Paroles de Dark Brotherhood

Comes the night Darkest sky Evil things Hungry eyes You just don't care To be afraid Reading your messages See in your nightmare You have guns They will come And their job Must be done For your life They will be paid No escape Face your fate There's no time To regret 'Bout the shits That were made! You just don't care To be afraid Reading your messages See in your nightmare You have guns They will come And their job Must be done