Searching A Seal Of Pain ( The Beauty)

Foscor


Craving pain seems, the song of all my life
And disguise the beauty rise
Reminds depths, while descends mine

Hail the black one, taste her eyes and tongue

Looking for the pain
The seal of beauty ripped on the skin
Searching holders once again
The cowl hides Death

The sense of sin brings sharpness
Chains around fears to learn
Shows trust and traces of where should them reside

Looking for the pain
The seal of beauty ripped on the skin
Searching holders once again
The cowl hides Death


Autor(es): Foscor