Every sun
fight back with the passing
shadow of the past is not dead before the wind
ber of the night, strange dreams
leaving sob
Imagine the beauty of the past that loses nothing in despair
Satan tempts among memory of hunger and loneliness wind
before you suffer the penalty of lies
the sun hurts hidden demon
Satan's silent cries
Loch skrwawione like ghosts ubiquitous destruction hurts
dark red devil hurts in...