اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
The graves are hollow once again.
The soil has stolen souls.
A shadow cast eternal,
To fade horizons of gold...
The shadows gather for funeral,
Black with scorn for the dead.
Earthly bound, but astrally free,
Free to wander the midnight hills...
Through mausoleum gates,
My destiny revealed.
